#MORI U ARE SO TINY..... I LOVE U

[kentopedia]

hi~! can i rq a scenario with dazai where his s/o finds out he abused akutagawa in the port mafia and gets super pisssd at him because they themselves were abused? thank u!

color me blue

FEATURING. osamu dazai x gn!reader — wc: 3.1k

SUMMARY: mori reveals dazai's true nature as a mentor to akutagawa.

CONTENTS: references to past abuse, arguments, pm!reader, ada!dazai, angst, typical dazai warnings lol, comfort at the end

notes: thank you for the request !! i hope this is okay <3

It’d begun like any other morning. Already exhausted, you woke with an overwhelming list of things to do, tasks that needed to be completed by the evening.

It was a typical routine for you, these days. As a high-ranking member of the Mafia, you never got a break. Not from your job, nor the menial chores you needed to suffer through in your personal life. The laundry, it seemed, wouldn’t do itself, no matter how much your boss paid you for all the illegal actions you’d committed.

And though it was wearisome, everything had been fine. The sun began to set, and you realized that for the rest of the day, you would be free.

That was, until your routine check-in with Mori somehow led to a disclosure of what had been years’ worth of private information.

He’d greeted you as normal, sat you down before his desk with his oily smile, and had you review everything you’d accomplished that week. Though you believed you would be free to go within half an hour, when you stood to leave, Mori released an oh, by the way, and reiterated the unanticipated torment that Dazai had put Akutagawa through.

For the entirety of his story, you sat without so much as a twitch of the muscle, but you couldn’t comprehend why Mori was telling you now. It had been nearly four years since Dazai left the Mafia, and though the Boss had been aware of your relationship as teenagers, he’d never given you any sign that he knew it’d continued after Dazai defected.

You’d both been careful, secretive. You never did anything to draw any suspicion or be labeled as a traitor, and the two of you were successful.

At least, you thought you’d been successful.

Mori had never once mentioned it, had never so much as batted an eye when you spoke about Dazai from time to time. Though, now, his grin was much too conniving, the words made of steel as he drew them out, directing them in a sharp point towards your chest.

He had no intentions of going after Dazai, that much was clear. Nor did he seem intent on killing you for your misdeeds. Already, he’d spun a vile web, knowing exactly how to use you as his best asset. With you still under his command, he had some sort of advantage over Dazai and the Agency.

Perhaps, his comments were just a test of your loyalty. If Mori laid that one tiny seed of doubt in your mind, would it be enough to fracture the bond between you and Dazai that had been unsevered for years?

You wanted to convince yourself, fervently, that the answer was no. You’d been by Dazai’s side for this long and nothing he’d done had turned you away. Yet, you were unprepared for the anger that had risen in you, burning so hot and ravenous that you were unable to think of anything else.

It was all that was on your mind as you returned to the apartment, a barren space that had been used for nothing besides meetups with Dazai since the two of you purchased it. Each wall was entrenched with years of as much sin as there was love. Items that belonged to both of you were scattered across the surfaces, but there was never anything too important.

At the end of the day, neither of you could stay there long.

You paced the apartment, thinking through everything that Mori had said, over and over again. An ache of sorrow fought against your warranted rage, and you stood by the door waiting for Dazai to enter.

As angry as you were with him, as horrified as you wanted to be, there were still years and years of comfort and gentleness that placed a cooling balm over your burning wounds.

Still, a part of you had always been envious that Dazai had managed to escape into something good, and you’d become the enemy to his organization. Now, it seemed, you were the only thing holding him back.

In some other universe, surely, there was a life better for the both of you than this.

Despite your affection, you inhaled, fortifying yourself for a regrettable conversation. You channeled your resentment into logic, rephrasing sentences in your mind until they were perfect, forming an argument that couldn’t be so easily shut down by Dazai’s soothing words.

The door clicked, unlocked by the only other person that held a key to the salacious space. He was humming to himself, an upbeat song that had been stuck on the radio charts for weeks.

Something about that simple action startled you, set you off kilter, and you crossed your arms, protecting yourself. You came here with a purpose, and you refused to diminish the weight of the conversation. A puff of steam left you on a heavy exhale.

Dazai threw the key on the counter and smiled, his eyes softening the moment they caught a glimpse of you. “You got here faster than I thought.” His tone was cheerful, and he seemed relaxed, without the foreboding cloud of misery pushing down on him. It was so unusual that you, almost, regretted bringing up what you’d learned from Mori at all.

Though, it wasn’t something you could just ignore. You straightened, making sure not to deflate under his undeniable warmth.

For a moment, Dazai didn’t realize that anything was wrong. He hung his coat up, stretched his limbs, and talked without facing you. “It’s been too long since we’ve seen one another. I thought about you all day,” he said, drawing out the syllables with a short laugh. “You’re always such a distraction. How will I ever get my work done?”

Dazai seemed so happy, and in all your years together, you’d never thought that would be a word used to describe him. It pained you to ruin that, even as your nails dug into your palm, trying to reconcile the two versions of Dazai that you knew.

You looked away. If you wanted to say what you needed to, you couldn’t bear to see the way his soft expression turned into one of animosity.

For a few more moments, he rambled on to himself, before realizing that you hadn’t said a word at all. You felt frozen in the middle of the room, your mouth dry as you tried to think of the best way to segue into the conversation.

“Hey.” Dazai had grown quiet, and he stopped mulling around the apartment, finally focusing all his attention on you. “What’s wrong, pretty?” There was a pout on his lips, his expression already falling from the bright, joyful one he’d worn when he’d entered. “I still haven’t gotten a kiss.”

You were weak for a moment, questioning if your anger was even worth it. A minute passed of your own silence before you resolved yourself, ending your hesitance. What you’d heard had upset you tremendously; you couldn’t just brush past it like it was nothing.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

Dazai’s face screwed up, eyebrows pinched, as he tried to remember what he could’ve possibly done to upset you that week. Though you often bickered about ridiculous things, it was rare that either of you lashed out in anger at the other.

Your expression was enough to let him know that this was one of those times. He hesitated. “I’m… not sure what you mean, love. Did I do something wrong?”

At that, you laughed, amused that he could play so innocent. He’d changed while in the Detective Agency, that much was certain, but you knew every bit of his soul and he certainly hadn’t been purified of his sins. “Mori told me about Akutagawa today. I doubted how much of it was true until I thought about it, really thought about it, and it makes sense.”

Dazai stared blankly back at you, his eyes searching your face for any more context. They flicked back and forth, round brown irises full of an uncertainty you weren’t sure was genuine. He was a master of manipulation, and you refused to ever be a pawn in his schemes, no matter how small. “I haven’t seen Akutagawa in weeks. Whatever’s happened to him—”

You stood straighter, keeping your hands tight at your sides. “I’m not talking about now, Osamu. I’m talking about years ago; back when you were training him.”

A moment passed; he didn’t blink. Nothing in his eyes betrayed him. “Would you care to provide me with some context?”

“You know what I’m talking about.” You scowled, clenching your teeth so hard that it hurt. “How could you do that to him? All those years, you and Oda kept it a secret from me. You hurt him. You were so cruel.” Your nails dug deep into your palm. “I told you everything that happened to me before I came to the Mafia. Every way that I was hurt, and you told me you understood. You promised me, and you turned around and did the same thing to him.”

Dazai held his body loosely, surprised by your sudden outburst of emotion. It seemed he was unsure what to do with the confession you’d just handed over. Dazai licked his lips, wetting the dry skin, and searched deep into your soul for the best way to soothe you.

But the betrayal, the hurt, was buried deep within you, and the anger wouldn’t fade so easily.

“I never kept secrets from you,” he said, instead of answering any questions. His tone was cool, unaffected, like you hadn’t just raised your voice as your countenance changed into one of distress. “You just never bothered to ask.”

Silence. You swallowed, hard, each notch of your spine stiffening. “That’s not fair. How was I supposed to know his training was any different from mine? Should my first suspicion have been that you were mistreating him?”

Dazai grew grim, the first twinge of emotion you’d seen since you’d spoken. He rubbed his temple. “You’ve got a right to be angry, but I never hid anything from you on purpose.” He reached out for you, his touch soft as he rubbed your bicep. “I just don’t know what you want me to do about it now, sweetheart. Why are you bringing this up?”

You didn’t want to tell him about Mori, not yet. That was a conversation for another time, and he wouldn’t hesitate to claim that bit of information was the more pressing matter.  

Instead, you inched out of his hold, gazing back at him with contempt. “You can’t be serious, Osamu.” His audacity shouldn’t have been surprising, but it shocked you, nonetheless. “That’s all you have to say?”

“What do you want me to say?” Dazai held his hands out like you would hand him over a script, a typed apology just for him to repeat back at you. “Never once did you show any concern for Akutagawa’s wellbeing when he joined the Mafia. Suddenly, you care, and I’m not sure why.”

“That’s not true!” you said, your cheeks hot with frustration. “We we’re friends—”

Dazai laughed, though it was mocking, without any true humor. “You expressed an interest in him that wasn’t ever reciprocated.”

You scrubbed your face, drained from his rebuttals, and put enough space between the two of you so that Dazai couldn’t touch you.

“Fine. Maybe we weren’t friends, but I wantedto be because I knew he understood. I thought we could get to know each other well. Then one day, he wouldn’t even speak to me anymore. He looked at me like I knew so much more than he did.” A finger was in Dazai’s face, scolding. “You fucked it all up. We’re just a year apart, Osamu. I didn’t want him to treat me like that just because I was dating his mentor.”

There was a break of silence. Dazai sniffed, recovering some sense of power in the conversation. “I’m sorry.” he said, but it was merely to appease you, no sincerity in the words. “Perhaps my methods of training were inappropriate and unethical, but it’s the Mafia, my love. What did you expect?”

Frustrated tears welled up in your eyes. “And if it had been me? If I had been under your command, would you have done the very same?”

At that, Dazai softened, his lips curling down. The light in his eyes flickered and faded, any happiness in his face muted. “It would never have been you. You know I could never bring myself to hurt you.”

You buried your face in your hands, his sweet comment doing little to soothe you. “He was just a kid—”

“I was too.” Dazai held your wrists gently, prying them away. He was frowning, dark eyebrows pinched together as he looked at you with both concern and betrayal. “You’re going to blame this all on me, when I was a child too, doing what I thought was right?”

“No. But you’re an adult now, and you still treat him the same way.” You shoved him away, putting space between you, never before having felt so cold in Dazai’s embrace. “He’s nothing more than a chess piece to you. That’s something I can’t accept.”

“Is that the case?” Dazai turned hard; suddenly he’d lost the upper hand. “You’ve got a lot of opinions on what’s right. Yet, remind me who’s the one still in the Mafia?” 

It was meant to hurt you, a low blow that stung and went straight to your chest. You hadn’t wanted to stay in the Mafia, but he’d never given you the choice. Dazai had left you with nothing more than a note and a promise, and you were too stupidly fond of him to ever let him go completely.

“It’s so hard to love you sometimes, Osamu,” you said, quietly, trying to keep your emotions at bay. “Your new friends at the agency get to be ignorant about the man you used to be, but I know just how cruel he was. I see him every time I look at you.”

Dazai stared back at you stunned and hurt. He flexed his fingers, but for once, he didn’t reach out for you.

You couldn’t bear to look at him anymore.

The bathroom door slammed behind you, and you stood in front of the mirror, watching splotchy patches form on your skin from unreleased emotions. The sink ran, a steady stream with no end, to tune out your deep, calming breaths until you no longer felt that immense amount of anger.

You knew what you were getting yourself into by falling in love with a man like Dazai. You’d known it from the beginning. He was no different than all the people that had hurt you, the reason why you’d come to the Mafia in the first place.

Yet, he was so much more loving with you, gentle and patient, and you knew that under every layer of bad intent and regretful crimes, Dazai was a good person.

With a sigh, you turned off the sink and crept back into the room, feeling remorseful and miserable. The knowledge of what he’d done to Akutagawa was something you couldn’t forgive him for. It was horrible and traumatizing, but so were so many other things that he’d done.

You couldn’t place double standards on him for his previous actions. If you had loved him despite all of those things, you weren’t going to be able to stop now.

“Osamu?” you said in a quieter voice, creeping out of the bathroom silently, slinking within the shadows.

He was spread over the length of the couch, his head resting on the arm of it as he stared up at the ceiling. When you approached, he shifted into a seated position, waiting for you to speak.

“I didn’t mean what I said,” you began, walking slowly towards him, drawn to him easily. “You’re not a difficult man to love. I’ve never felt that way.”

Dazai smiled, though it was half-hearted, and extended a hand to you. You took it quickly and he drew you into his lap, squeezing you tight. “Well, I certainly don’t make it easy on you.”

You were silent. He kissed your forehead, running a delicate touch across your back.

“I can’t take back what I did to him.” Dazai sighed, dropping his forehead to your shoulder. “The damage is done.”

“I know that.” You breathed, his calming scent wrapping around you, reminding you that no matter what, he would always be your home. “It’s not fair for me to judge you when I’m still in the Mafia. My crimes are no better than yours. Even if what you did…” you trailed off shaking your head. “No. You’re right, Osamu. It’s not fair.”

He guided your fingers to his lips, kissing each of them lightly with the beginnings of a smile. “I’ll never be a perfect man, but I’m trying to be a better one.” Though he refrained from showing vulnerabilities to most people, he was more open with you, more willing to reveal the parts of himself he despised the most. “I… hope you know that. It may not seem like I’m trying, but—"

“I know you are.” You ran a hand through his hair and swallowed, resting your cheek on top of his head. “Osamu, you’re already so different than you were when you left. You’ve changed much more than I have. It was horrible of me to diminish that.” You squeezed his hand. “I’m sorry I said that.”

A minute passed before he spoke again, his breath so steady, a reminder that he was still there, with you, despite all attempts he’d made to leave you behind. We’ve seen every ugly side to one another. It makes it far too easy to be unkind. Doesn’t mean I’d ever love you any less.”

You smiled, though it was sad, but through your hurt you were still devastatingly devoted to him. It was just easier to ignore the damage he’d caused when you weren’t staring it right in the face, a walking, breathing reminder of the person he held inside him. The very type of man that had once hurt you.

You squeezed him tighter, blocking out the cruel memories of your past. Dazai had never laid a punishing hand on you, had never spat demeaning words at you that could never be forgiven. Through it all, he had adored you, treated you with a gentleness you’d desired, and loved you without conditions.

Brushing dark hair away from his forehead, your eyes softened, the darkness in him cracking as the light began to shine through. “I know, Osamu,” you said, your cheeks pinching, warm. “Despite it all, I will always love you without regrets.”

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[lacefuneral]

Helo Jay lacefuneral from tuber.com what are your three favorite creatures and what do you love about them? You are welcome to go into as little or as much detail as you desire

thank u so much :]

oh shit i forgot to answer this ask AAAH

this is difficult. i enjoy many a creature. obviously i like bunnies and moths (my icon being the domestic silk moth, bombyx mori). most facts abt bombyx mori are... kind of sad. so i won't get into that trivia

i've always liked cephalopods but i've recently seen a view videos from aquariums about the pacific giant octopus, so that's my current favorite.

octopuses in general are intelligent creatures that are extremely good at puzzle solving, they're capable of recognizing human beings (even if they swap clothing), and they're very sociable. they like to play and climb onto people's arms. in fact, many enjoy a good scritch on the mantle. they're escape artists that can squeeze into TINY spaces as long as it's larger than their beak. and they survive out of water for up to an hour, as well as climb on land which is delightfully freaky. also, they only produce ink when frightened.

octoput <3

um.... what else. i like deer. i like giant isopods.

weevils are fun bc there's like. 97,000 species of them and they're funney guys with Big Nose. this is an acorn weevil:

but i guess if i have to like... rank my top three creatures?

bombyx mori

any generic brown rabbit

sika deer

#replies #astr0ken #bug #insect

[noelleeee]

10 songs I love from 10 different artists

tagged by @sheeptyphoon, thought this was fun so imma do it

I'm doing this by >what I'm listening to right now (not all time favorites)

MANIAC - stray kids (the lyrics are great, I recommend subtitles)

Teeth - 5sos

I wanna be your slave - måneskin

identity - Kanaria (god I wish I could put all of their songs here it's honestly my favourite song producer)

bloody groovy - ChroNoiR (okay listen I know Kanaria produced this but it doesn't count shut up)

MERA MERA - Mori Calliope (don't look at me this song is my guilty pleasure ik she's controversial)

Good Morning - OMORI

All time low - Josh A

Shadow of Mine - Alec Benjamin

short kings anthem - tiny meat gang

feel free to feel tagged by this lol (@milkyjuu tagging u manually cuz u gotta do it bitch)

#long post

[hyolks]

their dynamic <3

#blue period #bp #yatora yaguchi #yaguchi yatora #mori maru #maru mori #yatora #mori #not ship art!!! just incase!!!!!!! #MORI U ARE SO TINY..... I LOVE U #I also made a tiktok/instagram reel for this. I hate trying to expand platforms #if u wanna check it out my tiktok is brand spankin new @hyolks #1k

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

OHSHC: Mitsukuni (Honey) x Fem!Reader Fluff

A/N: Okay so this was something I wrote WAY back in 2013 when I was obsessed with Ouran Highschool Host Club. So I did make a bunch of revisions (like fixing typos and changing up some of the events that occur).

But if you wanna read the original check it out on my DeviantArt!

Welp, hope ya'll enjoy this!

It was a lovely Friday afternoon. School was out and most students were eager to go home. 

But you, on the other hand, decided to visit the Host Club for a few hours. You always looked forward going to it everyday after school, though not just because you desperately wanted to be swooned by handsome men.

You just liked to observe the hosts indulging in their element, be it Tamaki’s flamboyant acts or the Hitachiin twins’ performances. All the while, you drank tea and ate delicious pastries whilst chatting with other ladies who babbled about their crushes.

Most had their eyes on Tamaki, for obvious reasons, but for you there was a different host that stole your heart every time, without fail:

Mitsukuni, or “Honey” as everyone liked to call him. 

You did have a slight crush on him, considering you both shared classes and hung-out quite often on the weekends. But even after all the years you’ve known him, you never actually acted on this crush, not wanting to take away his duties as a host.

Besides he might treat you extra “sweetly”, but you assumed he was like this with all the other girls.

Unbeknownst to you, however, Honey didn't see you the same way as he saw them. To him you weren't just another visitor to entertain.

He saw you as something, well, more.

........

'Okay this wasn't...what I expected. But I guess I'll have to stay for a little while longer..' You sighed as you looked down at the blonde who was now laying on your lap.

Honey must've had a sugar crash, since he fell asleep on the same sofa you so-happened to be on, even though the club meeting had ended fifteen minutes ago.

'Poor guy must be tired, running around and entertaining..he deserves at least this.' Relaxing back against the sofa, you gently stroked his hair with one hand, and kept Usa-chan wrapped around your free arm. You were sure he wouldn't mind it, given that he's let you hold it before.

All the while, you hummed a gentle song, taking note of the tiny smile that adorned his sleeping face. You knew very well that you shouldn't move, but you didn't mind it. 

Being able to get this close to him made it worthwhile.

Haruhi, Mori, and Kyoya would glance over every so often while they were cleaning up, smiling at the scene. Meanwhile, Tamaki and the twins were hiding behind a nearby couch, looking at you with comically-wide eyes. They wondered how you've managed to not wake up Honey at all, and how you were so calm.

You looked over and gave them a bemused smile, waving politely. Honestly you didn't know what their deal was. They were staring at you like you were about to invoke the wrath of god.

Or in this case the wrath of the loli-shota.

"H-How does [y/n] do that?" The frenchman stammered as he gazed at the twins.

""It must be Nekozawa's sleeping magic. Maybe she's in cahoots with him."" The brothers replied, trembling too.

"You guys are acting insane." Haruhi sighed as she walked past the three with a porcelain tray in her hands. "She’s known Honey-senpai for years, so..it's obvious they're close. Doesn’t take a genius to know why she’s not afraid of him.”

"But why does she keep choosing him every time she visits?!! A-Am I somehow unworthy?!!" Tamaki cried out, already tearing up. "It makes no sense!! Mommy!! What do you make of this?!!" He swung his head to the already-annoyed Kyoya.

"Tamaki..our job here at the club is to make every girl happy, right? That includes Miss [L/n]-"

"B-But-But..she could at least give me a cha--!!"

"If you'll let me finish..." The black-haired male huffed. "Like every girl here, she has the right to choose whichever host she desires. You don't get to make that decision for her. So I suggest you keep it down, lest you wake up Honey-senpai." Fixing his glasses, he turned back to his laptop, ending the conversation.

Tamaki pouted in defeat and got up from his hiding spot. The twins followed him to where you sat and crouched down, now more curious than fearful.

"Gentlemen." You sighed quietly, waiting for them to get to the point so they could leave you alone.

"How are you able to keep so calm??" Hikaru hissed.

"We told you how he acts when his nap is disturbed.” Kaoru added. “You’re taking a big risk-”

“You’re overreacting a bit.” Finding it hard not to chuckle at their bewildered expressions, you kept your gaze on Honey instead. "I see no reason to be terrified of him waking up from a nap. People get cranky after naps all the time. But they eventually get over it, don't they?"

Then you glanced back up at the three, smiling reassuringly. "I do believe that little “horror story” you told me. But don't worry, if anything happens I'll protect you guys, okay? Nothing bad will happen to anyone here...especially not Honey.” You patted the sleeping blonde’s head.

The twins were relieved--moved, even--by your response, but Tamaki on the other hand seemed a bit freaked out by your promise to protect them. He tried grabbing your shoulders to yell about how “guys should protect girls, not the other way around”, though the duo managed to restrain him.

"B-Boss!! Cut it out!"

"You're gonna wake him!!!"

Unfortunately, the commotion they were making was exactly what stirred Honey from his rest. The three hosts immediately retreated back to their hiding place, expecting their fellow club member to awaken in rage.

But all he did was open his eyes and rub them tiredly. 

"Morning, Hon." You chuckled, ruffling his hair lightly.

As he realized you were still in the same spot as before, he smiled up at you. "Did I really sleep all night, [y/n]-chan?"

"No, only for a little while." You allowed him to sit up, and you handed him Usa-chan. "Have any good dreams?"

"Hmm..yeah, I did." Honey took his rabbit plushie, legs swinging as he tried to recall the details. "I..we were at a fair with lots of cake and ice cream! Then I...o-on the ferris wheel I might've..." He hugged the rabbit closer, to the point of hiding his blushing face.

You tilted your head in curiosity. "Might've what?"

"A-Asked you out and..and k-kissed you."

His response stunned you, and you could feel your heart skip several beats. In truth you've had similar dreams, although you never did get to the kissing part--instead you'd wake up with disappointment, never knowing if he accepted your confession.

"You know I dreamed of that, too. But..I never knew what your answer would be." You sighed despondently. "No matter how much I try to fall back asleep..I can't finish that dream. It's a shame.."

He shyly looked up at you, and he set down Usa-chan before taking your hands into his own. You gazed at him with surprise, wondering what he was going to do. "Honey? What-?"

His face inched closer to yours, and before you knew it, he kissed you perfectly on the lips.

Yep! Right here and right now he was kissing you!

The kiss tasted sweet, much like his personality and all those desserts he's had throughout the day. And you were in shock that this was really happening, but you smiled into the kiss, wanting to return it before he got the wrong idea.

When you both broke apart, Honey's eyes were large and tearful. But they were happy tears. "Y-You really do like me? But..I-I thought...I was too-"

"Honey, there's nothing about you that I don't love." You chuckled. "You're a good-hearted, smart, strong, and kind man. And that's all I could ever ask for. We've been great friends for a while and...the fact we share the same dreams must mean something."

"Something like...u-us being a couple, right?"

"Exactly, and right now..I wanna make those dreams a reality. Will you help me make them so?"

He was so overjoyed that he embraced you tightly, nearly crushing your spine. But you hugged him back, resting your chin on top of his head. You could feel his vigorous nod and knew that this is what he wanted for so long.

Of course he was probably still worried about his position as a host, so you looked to the others in question. "A-Ah..I meant to ask-"

"I see no issue with this," Kyoka smiled lightly. "I trust that this newly-blossoming relationship will not interfere with club activities."

""We knew you two were gonna get together eventually."" The twins spoke in unison once more, although they were just glad that Honey didn't snap at anyone this time.

Haruhi and Mori only flashed smiles at you two, the latter happy about his cousin finally confessing to the one he loved. He’s known about it longer than anyone at the club.

Once you let go of Honey, he jumped up and grabbed your hands, pulling you to your feet. "Takashi!! Can [y/n] come over for the weekend??"

"Sure, why not?" The tall male nodded.

"Yaaaay--huh? Tama-chan?" Honey blinked as he noticed the only one who didn't react positively was the club leader himself, who was sulking in the corner. "Aren't you gonna say anything?"

"Yes..I'd say we're all done here," he sighed in an exasperated tone. "If [y/n]'s happiness lies with Honey-senpai then...that's how it is, I guess. The host club is dismissed. You’re all free to leave now."

Of course, that wasn't the kind of send-off anyone expected. But the other hosts left, figuring Tamaki would eventually get over it. Though you told Honey to wait outside for a moment, not wanting to end this day on a sour note.

You reentered the now empty music room, seeing the princely-type staring out the window solemnly. Part of you felt guilty for not spending more time with him, even though he was often a nuisance trying to steal your attention.

"Hey, Tamaki-senpai..I have a feeling I somehow offended you by choosing Honey over you. And I'm sorry-"

"Nonsense." He glanced back at you, the brightness returning to his violet eyes. "I'm so obsessed with trying to charm every lady that it turned me into a blind fool. Until now I never realized that, in the end, it's what makes you happy, not me. I won't get in the way of your relationship with Honey-senpai. Cross my heart."

He made a gesture to seal that promise, smiling softly. "I mean it. I'm very happy for you two and I wish you all the best."

Knowing that he wasn't angry or upset anymore, you smiled and rewarded the "king" with a peck on the cheek. He gasped lightly and stared at you, touching the spot where you kissed him.

"Thank you. It's because of you and this club that I got to know Honey even more so...I owe you at least this. Have a good weekend." You winked before you turned on your heel and ran after your new boyfriend, leaving an incredibly flustered Tamaki alone in the room.

'Ahaha..her heart may belong to another, but she took the time to repair mine.’

#ohshc x reader #ouran highschool host club x reader #honey senpai x reader #mitsukuni x reader #mitsukuni haninozuka x reader #fluff #ohshc fanfiction #ohshc #ouran high school host club #mitsukuni haninozuka #honey senpai

[hanazou]

Hi, could I request headcanons for chuuya with a s/o who loves giving genuine compliments whenever they see him, they just can't keep it inside for example whenever they see chuuya they go like"you are so beautiful" and some cheesy shit like that😩✋🏻

𝘾𝙝𝙪𝙪𝙮𝙖 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝘼 𝙑𝙚𝙧𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝘼𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧

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Genre : Fluff, romance

Note : of course u can darling. smooches xx 💗 he needs it to help with his abandonment issues anyways <3 i hope u enjoy this one ! I still need to practice for Chuuya, I'm not fluent with him as I am with Dazai and Fyodor

There are three approaches to observe how Chuuya reacts and behaves around you; his initial feelings, his first physical reflex, and how he adapts with your behaviour.

Chuuya doesn’t fare well with verbal affection before you start doing this with him. Your frequent compliments will soon stretch his heart’s capacity to be more flexible in both accepting and giving heartfelt compliments, but of course, it has to start slowly.

At first, Chuuya is definitely perplexed and transparently flustered.

If your affections with him start with something subtle, like “I like today’s cologne” or “That was manly of you” Chuuya is still able to afford to mutter a tangled “Huh, thank you” albeit not looking at you in the eyes.

But when it gets more intimate like “Your presence is always so comforting” or “I can always trust you to have my back” and cheesy things like that…

The first thing Chuuya thinks of is why the hell you’re so intent on killing him with embarrassment.

“Why did you say that out of the blue?!”

But should there be a reason? Can’t you just be affectionate with your own boyfriend?

When you say that to him, he stops working.

If your compliments are really, super, cheesy, the type that sends shivers down the bone, Chuuya’s face is a mix of confusion, bewilderment, embarrassment, and slight repulse.

Don’t be offended though, he’s simply not good at taking compliments.

Chuuya wraps his upper arms as if he’s chilly while he stares at you, shocked and dumbfounded, with a face that’s the physical manifestation of “what the f*ck?”.

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

If it keeps going on and on for days, he just hisses and clicks his tongue while hiding his red face

There's going to be a stage when he doesn't know what he's supposed to feel, so he’ll resort to convincing himself that he's angry.

It’s ineffective and he becomes more turbulent than ever

All it does is make his temperament easier to poke at, and that doesn’t help with his embarrassment every time you compliment him.

Chuuya raises his voice more often, especially at you, but it doesn't last for long because of how wrong it feels whenever he tells you to shut up.

And on the contrary, the more he thinks about it, your compliments actually make him feel… good?

Yeah, good

His physical reflex is pretty transparent and hysterical. It’s really easy to see right through him and it’s not like he tries to deceive you by faking his reactions either.

After flaring his nostrils and widening his eyes, Chuuya backs off to gather himself together and to get some space--are his ears tricking him or did you actually say his shouts sound nice? Who even thinks of things like that?

He shouts things like “Stop joking around!”

But despite sounding frustrated, the way his eyes crease with embarrassment betrays his ‘anger’.

The way he bites his lips, his blue eyes bulging out, while laboriously breathing loudly, makes you want to tease him more to get more dramatic reactions.

There’s that tiny look in his eyes that pierces into you as if he’s asking you to say more.

When he's at his Angry Stage, his voice is louder than usual and sounds just as fierce and he can never strike a casual conversation, let alone look at you in the eyes.

Best he can do is stare at the top of your head.

While blurting shorter sentences “angrily”

That's the sure sign that he's just embarrassed, in case you're afraid you offend him.

When Chuuya loosens up, which happens by itself without your intervention, you can tease him more and he hides his face under his hat. He growls away from you after snarling at you to stop.

No more pretending to be angry since all it does is confuse himself more.

What if you still shout “You look cute when you’re grumpy!” when he walks away?

He literally walks up a random building to get to the roof to escape.

This is a perfect game of hide and seek.

Nothing childish or straightforward like chasing each other, but Chuuya actively avoids you whenever he can.

He finds refuge in his personal office but alas, you have a spare key.

So he goes to Mori’s office without any prior summoning and tries to strike a conversation with him there, a not-so-smooth one, but discussing future deals with importers does keep Mori’s interest.

Since Mori doesn't like being interrupted, whenever Chuuya migrates to Mori, you're barricaded from seeing him. Not for long though. Just an hour at the most.

When he sees Kouyou, he pretends as if nothing is wrong although there’s no way she fails to notice his embarrassment.

Each time you find him and give more (cheesy) compliments, Chuuyal runs away, and you’ll find him again to tease him. A full circle

If you drive Chuuya to his absolute limit, he pins you against the wall, his gloved hand shutting your mouth. Nothing suggestive, just pure embarrassment and stress boiling out of his ears.

“Will you ever stop!? What do you want?!”

Being partnered with Dazai for several years makes him think that you’re being tricky with him even after you told him you mean nothing bad

When you confess that you really are being genuine, his mouth gapes and he backs off with an obviously embarrassed “Are you kidding me?!”

Eventually, little by little, he gets used to it.

His eyes won’t widen as dramatically anymore and he doesn’t jump away in embarrassment. The grumpiness is still there but it’s cuter than it is hostile.

He responds to your “Good morning, handsome!” by muttering “Yeah, yeah, whatever,”

Chuuya actually likes the attention but he realizes this only after he’s exposed to enough of your affections to get used to them a little, letting the overwhelming embarrassment recede slowly to leave enough space in his head (It happens after he covered your mouth).

He’s not the person to be most familiar with spoken affection after living a life full of uncertainties.

Exposure therapy vibes.

It actually feels nice to have you transparently tell him that you love him. Not that he’ll admit it straightforwardly though.

He gets used to your lovey-dovey treatment for him little by little. His reaction will be the same except it’s much more controlled and less out of reflex.

He previously 'ran' away, but this time, he simply puts a small distance between you both and covers his mouth, looking away.

He previously protested loudly, now he just softly snarls, embarrassment straining his voice.

“Geez, don’t you ever run out of those cheesy words? Where did you learn all that crap?”

When his skin has grown thicker, Chuuya sees each of your compliments as an invitation to a competition on who can make each other more flustered.

He keeps your compliments and affection, recycles them, and throws them back at you.

For example, if you say that he looks dashing under the sunlight today, he’ll double the intensity of the sweetness back at you.

(That is, after thinking carefully about what to say. He's not the best natural flirt)

“Because you’re the sun shining on me, babe. I won’t shine without you glamouring first.”

If you gape with your eyes bulging out and face reddened, Chuuya smirks in triumph.

“Huh, you’re not that bulletproof yourself, babe, think about that before shooting at me,”

If you have a high tolerance for verbal sweetness like this, even for super cheesy lines, he’s determined to kick it up a notch to earn a reaction out of you.

He’s going to be a sweet talker in training.

He does all of those out of the petty reason to get back at you, but sometimes he doesn’t realize what he says until it’s too late in which he flusters himself.

If even that doesn’t work, Chuuya gets physical.

He pulls your cheeks, pinches your nose, squeezes your face, flicks your forehead (and is serious about it), or pokes on your ticklish sides.

If he finds your weak spot, there’s no mercy.

You can laugh until you’re about to faint and he won’t stop messing with you

"How does it feel to be on the receiving end, huh?" He asks so casually cocky while tackling you down.

You don’t realize it, but even though Chuuya’s self esteem isn’t the lowest, it’s not the highest either. He’s just avoiding that topic. So your compliments, no matter how silly or random, makes him feel slightly better under his own skin.

One day, Chuuya will ask how you come up with those praises so easily

If he understands how you do it, maybe he can do the same for you in the future.

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[loudlyunladylike]

Yooooo talking about interests??????? Moth time!!!! I love moths so much, they are so good :D, if you have not seen the rosy maple moth search it, it has a high chance of improving ur life! The moth with the widest wing span is the white witch moth which is actually pretty poggers and the one with the largest wing area is the hercules moth but personally I just prefer the attacus which has the 3rd largest wing span and second largest wing area and I just really like it because its wings kinda looks like snakeheads and also I just think its very cool, it also shares the snake wing feature with its cousin the attacus caesar which is actually the moth with the third largest wing span, alot of moths are unable to eat because they dont have the functions so they rely on stored lipids/fats from when they were caterpillars some caterpillars like this include both the attacus as well as the rosy maple moth and they're in a family called saturniidae and theres another family called tineidae that contains all the moths that eat fabric like the common clothes moth and the carpet moth! Due to selective breeding the bombyx mori/domesticated silk moth which is the grown version of the silk worm is so bad that males of the species cant fly, the species cant reproduce without help and they have lost all pigments, they look fluffy tho which is kinda cool? doesnt make up for the inability to fly tho >:( now compare the virgin bombyx mori to the chad bombyx mandarina (they're actually the same species, just different subspecies) which still has full flight ability, can reproduce without help, and still have their natural pigments and it has stronger and tougher silk than the bombyx mori and like something about how its wings look? I'm absolutely obsessed with, they like go over the main body of the mandarina? It looks like wings were draped over them like a cape!!!! The hummingbird hawk-moth is a moth known for its similarities to the hummingbird and the only reason I remember what convergent evolution is, it's literally like if u took everything that's a hummingbird and slapped it on a moth, it hovers it has an audible humming noise and feeds on flowers with a long proboscis, it's also an example of a moth that goes out in the day!!!!!!! which yo poggers! Did you know that a good way to identify if something is a butterfly or a moth is by looking at the attenae? While butterflies typically have club ended antennae moths have typically more feather like antennae and no club end, I totally dont reccomend getting into moths cause all I can find is wikipedias, pictures, and academic articles I dont really understand that well and some of the wikipedias are so short that they're less than five paragraphs and its hell when I'm trying to find info on these pog animals! the white witch has an incredibly pretty white and brown pattern that I love and also has the third largest wing area, also apparently the attacus atlas and the hercules are commonly mixed up?????? they're not even in the same family or look anything alike and I hate it so much sorry if you already knew any of this or arent interested I just saw the opportunity to talk about moths and jumped at it, reminder please go look at the rosy maple moth!!

YOOOOOOO!!!!!! You know so much moths woah!!!! That's so cool!!! Like aaa how do you know so much I'm like incredibly impressed. Like I'm legitimatly gonna reread this over like 20 times there's just so much new info it just makes me !!!!!

Mini speedrun reply to some points because honestly yours can stand alone:

I have seen the maple moth before, they are so incredibly pretty, I love them, very colourful

I've never seen the white witch moth before but they look so cool and nice. And when I googled them I was a little taken aback by how big they were damn, eeee

Yoooo!! Those bits of the wings do look like snake heads bruh that's so cool, they give good vibes

That thing with the bombyx mori is so sad, someone help them please. It's not worth them being fluffy, let them be happy please and thank you

But chad bombyx manadarina!! I had never heard of them before and the look so pretty and cool. Also I agree their bodies do look very cool, like the shape feels unique and does look like a cape, I love them

Now hummingbird hawk moths I had seen pictures of before but I didn't know what they were called and bro I love them. The look so tiny and pretty and they go out in the day?? That's so cool and funky of them, look at them go

But also in general you said so much orher cool info that I don't even know what to add, I just love it all and I appreciate the effort you went through to write all this

like woah

<3

#ask box #long post #i don't even know what to say this is just so cool to me #anon I love you so much #moths!!!!! #my beloved!!! #animal time! #moth anon

[bakatenshii]

DUDE omg i was in LOVE w kyoya and mori senpai when i was younger. i didnt want them w haruhi, i wanted them with ME.

HAHAHAHA i think young Angel had a tiny crush on Haruhi so I could ship her with everyone, but I wanted Kyoya for mySELFFFF. Mori gives me full Ushi vibes!! He’s stoic and respectful and so loyal, vvv husband material I see u!

#urusai! baka #misc. #ohshc #i cant believe i didnt realize until recently #that haruhis acc just my type #so the fondness i felt for her may have been #um #a teeny tiny crush #BUT EITHER WAY I #I WAS A BIIIG fan of the twins #BUT I SEE U WITH THAT #THIS IS WHY I CANT WATCH TOMANCE ANIME NOW #I WANT THE MEN TO MYSELF #REEEEEEEEEE

[badmemoryneko]

vargas playlist

that i made cuz i literally cant not do a playlist of anything.

if you have spotify,here.

vargas by @zarla-s​

if you don’t have spotify,or you wanna just listen to specific songs/character’s:

edgar’s playlist:

Saint Bernard-Lincoln

Prom Queen-Catie Turner

TV Head-Elliot Lee

Chemistry-Crisaunt

Prom Queen-Beach Bunny

The Ascent of Stan-Ben Folds

Body-Mother Mother

Ain’t No Good-Mimi Wener

Carrying Cathy-Ben Folds

Mamma Mia-Austin Weber

Prom Dress-mxmtoon

I Just Called To Say I love you-Stevie Wonder

Michael in the Bathroom-George Salazar/Be More Chill

Starlight-Muse

Blue Light Yokohama-Yoshi Ikuso

Plastic Love-Mariya takeuchi

Stay With Me-Miki Matsubara

Morfina-Kiddie Gang

A Guy I’d Kinda Be Into-Stephanie Hsu/Be More Chill

Feelings-Haley Kiyoko

Share Your Adress-Ben Platt

Campanella-Kensi Yonezu

YMCA-Village People

Memento Mori-Crywank

Sorry Haha I Fell Asleep-Egg

Sweet Like-Precious

Sometimes-Mothnica

Mr Blue-The Fleetwoods

Got to Be Real-Cheryl Lynn

Play That Funky Music-Wild Cherry

The Bro Duet-George Salazar,Jason Gotay            

Ready Now-dodie

Hungover in the City of Dust-Autoheart

Ship in a Bottle-Steffan (fin) Argus

Lovetalk-Mothnica

Nobody-Mitski

Sex With a Ghost-Teddy Hyde

Teeth-5 Seconds of Summer

Has Anybody Seen My Will To Live?-The Tin Knees

Would You Be So Kind-dodie

Priorities-Maximus KQ

It’s you,It’s me,It’s us-Reinaeiry

Can you feel my heart-Bring Me The Horizon

Scriabin’s playlist:

Honey,No Estás-Bratty

Primadonna-Marina and the Diamonds

Bottles and Cans-McCafferty

Mind Games-Sickick

Monster-dodie

Long Time Friends-The Living Tombstone

My Time-bo en

BUENOS AIRES-Nathy Peluso

Boys Will Be Bugs-Cavetown

All Eyes On Me-Or3o

Hate Me-Besomorph

All Night Long-J-Mi & Midi-D

Two Time-Jack Stauber’s Micropop

Dream Sweet in Sea Major-Miracle Musical

Talk Too Much-COIN

Hopelessly Devoted To You-Glee Cast

Perdida-Biig Piig

Epoch-Savlonic

Unfortunate Soul-Kailee Morgue

Bruises-Transviolet

Break Your Heart Worse-Crimson Apple

NOW-Mothnica

Do Ya Think I’m Sexy-Rod Stewart

Crossfire-Mothnica

No one-Mothnica

Self-Destructive-Mothnica

Devil in Disguise-Elvis Presley

Weight of the World-Shayfer James

Fighter-Jack Stauber’s Micropop

Dead Girl Walking-Heathers

Kingdom Fall-Claire Wyndham

Give It To Me Baby-Rick James

Super Freak-Rick James

Burned-Grace VanderWaal

Not a Pop Song-Little Mix

Outta my Mind-Wax

Dreams Where Ur Murdered-X Lovers

A Little Messed Up-june

Honey Lavander-ieuan

Another-Tis Tis

DEATHWISH-poutyface

Curses-The Crane Wives

Come With Me-Chxrlotte

Inspiration-Unknown Brain,Aviella

Jenny-Studio Killers

Onion boy-Isaac Dunbar

Heavy Heart-Mothnica

UWU-Chevy

I knew you once-Hollie Allen

Achilles Heel-J.Maya

The Noose-A Perfect Circle

Mischellanious playlist:

Two birds-Regina Spektor(scriabin and edgar,johnny and edgar)

Pretty When You Cry-Vast(chapter 13:lies)

Running Up That Hill-Kate Bush(Scriabinxedgar)

Oh god-Mothnica(Scriabinxjake/edgarxjake)

Burnout-Mothnica(scraibin,edgar)

Everywhen-Massive Attack(chapter 7:experiment)

In Between-margø(scraibin,edgar)

Daisy-Ashnikko(Scriabin,jonhhy)

Wicked Game-Chris Isaak(johnnyxedgar,scraibinxedgar)

Rain of Brass Petals-Akira Yamaoka(chapter 14:truth)

Insanity-Oingo Boingo(chapter 27:Audience)

Freak-Sub Urban ft. REI AMI (Lock system arc)

Always Tired-Weathers(edgar,johnny)

Tú-Maye(ScraibinxEdgar)

Anything You Can Do-Laura Osnes,Jeremy Jordan(scraibin and edgar)

Hands Off-mothnica (johnny,scraibin)

Confidence-Oscar Scheller,Ashnikko(scraibin and edgar)

Issues-Julia Michaels(scraibinxedgar,jonnhyxedgar)

Hello?-Clairo(edgarxscraibin)

Asymptotic-Louie Zong(edgarxscraibin)

Bad Apple-RichaadEB,Cristina Vee(johnny,scraibin,edgar)

I hate u,I love u-gnash,Olivia O’Brien(scraibinxedgar)

Strawberry Blond-Mitski(scraibinxedgar,edgarxjohnny)

Journey’s End-Heroic(chapter 21:Delusion)

Tiny Alien-Katie Melua(squee)

Play Date-Melanie Martinez Male Cover(Scriabin and edgar)

Hero and Villain duet-Natalie Chavez/Backseat Vagabond(scriabin and edgar/edgarxjonhhy)

#edgar vargas #Scriabin #scriabin vargas #vargas #playlists #not drawing related #taking a little break of reblogging serious stuff #jthm #i may end up editing this post since i kinda wanna add more songs

[see-arcane]

Jon, Moths, and Terrible Changes

So, yeah, I’m climbing onboard the Moth Jon train. Not just because of the hints

(He’s mentioned moths twice in canon! And being in a chrysalis*! (*Though it should really be a cocoon) CONFIRMATION IMMINENT!)

Or the potential for the v i s u a l

(Eyes on his wings! Eyes on his wings!)

But because it lines up so thematically well with his position within/against the Web, his own nature throughout the podcast, and because the symbology leads in beautifully to the intro of my favorite under-loved Entity, the Extinction.

Yes, it’s essay o’ clock again.

So, first off: why a moth? Other than moths being Cool and Eye-spotted and Symbolic+? How does Moth Jon make plausible sense beyond simply seeming like a neat metaphor?

Some points:

-Sight.

A small thing, but yeah--moths have amazing eyesight. The nocturnal little guys can see clearly in pitch black. And really, Jon may as well have compound eyes too at this point, why not?

-Silk.

The Web is all about its metaphorical spider silk, its puppet strings, its tricks and traps touching everything. Jon’s been caught in it for so long it seems inescapable.

Because Jon, pre-Change, was in his caterpillar stage. Moth caterpillars are the little guys at their most vulnerable, weak, scuttling things just trying to eat enough to be ready for their cocoon. Easy to catch, easy to hurt. Silkworms have it the roughest.

Those are the caterpillars of the Bombyx mori, the silk moth, which is bred in captivity specifically to be killed inside their cocoons—which are, of course, made of fine, precious silk. The ones not kept alive for future breeding are melted down and threaded into silk strings to make the fabric. The adult moths can’t even survive in nature because they’ve been domesticated to the point of dependence on their human breeders.

And for the last four seasons, Jon was absolutely in silkworm territory. He was trapped from the get-go, his fear and his struggles used as fodder to result in his captors’ own self-centered desire for the Fear-choked world. (There’s probably something even more meta in here. Something about the difference between spider silk—strong, powerful, necessary for the ecosystem, can be put to human use without harming the spider—versus the moths’ silk—collected only by harvesting cocoons, collected for vanity’s sake, et cetera. But, moving on.)  

Now, though, Jon is out of that larval stage. He’s left his chrysalis/cocoon (supposedly) and has emerged powerful. Not a weak silk moth, but a thing glutted with energy and strength. He is strong enough that Annabelle Cane won’t even risk calling up Martin if he’s too close. Picking off avatars in their own domains—not a new trick, if we remember how he finished off the Dark Sun and Peter Lukas.

The Web is, of course, making plans around him regardless. But another thing about moths?

-Dust.

Moths have that fine little powder that comes off their wings. Those are actually tiny flakes of ‘scales’ (or possibly pollen they’ve picked up) that sheds very easily. In many cases, that shedding is key to helping them escape the average spider web. While the Mother of Puppets is hardly an average weaver to go against, it’s still a good sign. (And if we’re being mean, we can draw a comparison to his apparent bad skin condition)

But, speaking of the wings…

-Camouflage and Countermeasures

We all know about the camo routine. Some have their wings patterned with scary false eyes—I M A G E R Y !—to spook predators. Others blend into their surroundings, looking like leaves, bark, flowers, et al.

But there’s more to them than that, and it also lines up with Jon’s general deal.

I.e. the chemical defense. Bats and other predators take a sniff or an unfortunate bite of the moth and recoil in disgust. There are moths that just smell and/or taste like shit, with some species being outright toxic to their would-be predators.

The same way Jon’s proven to be a very, very unwise choice of prey for aggro avatars. Because for all those scars Jon’s collected, for all his fear and all his fumbling and all his struggling—this scrawny fucker has outlived every single avatar that’s tried to kill him. All of them far more skilled and powerful than he was at the time. It’s a guaranteed jinx.

Rough Jon up? Fine, go for it.

Go for the kill? Rest in fucking pieces.

Sure, we can chalk some of that up to the Web. A great deal, even. Can’t have the prized pawn killed off before he opens the Door, right? But here’s the thing.

It literally could not have been the Web for all of it. Because much as the Spider can micromanage, it still has limits.

The Unknowing? Even knowing that the ritual would fail, at its zenith, that thing was pure, undiluted confusion and impossible, horrific nonsense. I imagine the Web would’ve gotten tangled in on itself even trying to orchestrate anything during the event. The best it could do was set Jon and his co-pawns up—the handily explosive Tim Stoker included—and hope for the best.

And Jon came through with his Archivist upgrade just in time.

Same with consuming the Dark Sun, a literal, actual star made of darkness. You think the Web could just ‘convince’ a fucking cosmic horror-star not to kill him? Fuck no. They made sure Jon was fed up on fresh statements to get him strong, sure, but it was still a gamble.

You think the Web could reach all the way into the Lonely, a domain whose very nature is Disconnect and Solitude, to make sure Jon—half-starved from subsisting on paper statements—could find his way out? Nope. It just had Peter chuck Martin in as bait and hoped for the best.

And Jon came through again.

Because whenever he’s put in just enough danger, pushed to the very edge with no one there to save him, be it Tim or Leitner or Daisy or Basira or Helen or Oliver or whoever else Elias or the Web recruited, Jon comes out on top. Jon does. Not. Die.

Something to chalk up to the Eye, then? It certainly wouldn’t want to lose its Archivist, its favorite show. (Seriously, the way the show’s progressed, it’s starting to seem like the more Interested the Eye is in one of its avatars, the more power/protection/ ‘gifts’ it’s willing to throw their way. See: Jonah Magnus not getting a single upgrade since the Victorian era while Jon ‘Never-A-Dull-Moment’ Sims gets omniscience, murder-Eye powers, and free tape recorders.)

Jon has defenses, is the point. Unconscious or otherwise, even before the Change, trying to kill him never, ever goes well for his attacker. He’s constantly leveling up. Because, like the moth, he’s a perpetual victim of…

-Change.

This is the big one. One of TMA’s biggest running themes, too. ‘People change.’ Not always into something they want to be; case in point, Jon, the World’s Unhappiest Avatar.

He’s a perfect representative for metamorphosis from the weak, but familiar—his human/caterpillar stage—to the surreal, and unfamiliar—Archivist/moth.

Do caterpillars know what they’re doing when they start making that cocoon? Do they understand why their body is doing what it’s doing? Is it free will that drives them, or an implacable impulse?

Do they dream inside that silk? Are they elated at the strange, grotesque alteration of their bodies, or horrified in their tiny, insect hearts at this Change which no parent was ever there to explain? Is it even the same creature that emerges from the cocoon? Did they ever want those majestic wings, the terrifying ‘gift’ of flight that insists they soar into the impossible heights of the sky, so far from the earth that had been their home and life forever?

I think it’s in this that I see the most connection with the Moth Jon setup on its own.

Yes, he is powerful. Yes, he is more than he ever was before.

But did he ask for it? Did he want all the gruesome trappings that Change came with?

No more than the caterpillar wanted to dismantle itself inside the cocoon, I’d think.

Which is all fine and thematically dramatic.

However.

I don’t think Moth Jon is the only thing with a claim on the Imagery ©.

Because, again, we’ve got hints dropping for the Extinction’s appearance every other episode. I.e. the Terrible Change. But, if the series is going to end with all the Fears getting some kind of cathartic comeuppance—which they will, even if it does end tragically for Jon (because of course it will)—that has to include The End too. Meaning the Extinction can’t come about as plain old death. Otherwise, it’s just Terminus stretching out its roots.

No, it needs a different shape for this.

It needs to turn the Change, a term literally every avatar seems to be calling it, because that is all the Fears see it as, into the Terrible Change. So, let’s go back to the caterpillar versus the moth.

Does the caterpillar want to Change?

If we compare it to Jon—no. No, it doesn’t.

Even if the Change makes it objectively ‘better’ and ‘stronger?’ ‘Evolved?’

Again, asking Jon—No. The Change is bad. The Change is terrifying. The Change has made him into something he never wanted to be. Even if it feels ‘right,’ it is still Wrong to him. Terrible. Terrible.

Yes, quite Terrible. Which is exactly how the Extinction/Terrible Change/Future-Without-Us will turn against the Fears without killing off humanity.

I can see the shape of the Extinction coming out of its cocoon, prepared to inflict another Change upon the Fears, making them into something new and abominable to them—into Joys, maybe? Who knows?—but making them Extinct the way the moth’s appearance signals the obliteration of the caterpillar.

“People change,” I can hear Jon saying to Annabelle, to Jonah Magnus, to the Fears themselves, as the Extinction unfurls its awful wings and begins wrapping them in their own horrible cocoons. “And now, so will you.”

#I don't know the meaning of brevity and I never will #tl; dr: Moth Jon Rights #jonathan sims #moth jon #the extinction #the terrible change #the future without us #the magnus archives

[oasisofgalaxies]

s h a r e the head canons!!

oK!!!! Headcanon time!!! So apparently I can’t do anything without dragging the duo into it so wOOP!! Anyways here’s some headcanons if Mem and Mori went to Camp Unus Annus :D

Also thank you for helping me with these and letting me yell at you about them gjfNFNDNFN

•So both of them would be councilors and teach Outdoor Survival together

•Mem teaches the half where campers learn to build shelters or pitch a tent, start a fire and learn the various ways to make one, tell time and direction out in the wild, and general survival tips.

•Mori teaches people how to identify different plants and animals, how to gather food in the forest, how to find a good source of drinking water, and basically everything you need to know to keep yourself alive in the woods.

•A lot of their lessons overlap so sometimes they’ll co-teach classes together

•And when they’re doing separate stuff they’ll interrupt each other’s lessons frequently- Either to say something funny or dumb or show the other something cool they found!

•Mem gets really really excited when he gets to make fires cause this is the oNE time he’s allowed to do it and he’s gonna have F U N

•Mori often gets sidetracked in lessons if he sees a cool plant, mushroom, or even some moss. He’ll immediately stop what he’s doing and go on an excited tangent about it.

•He also had a habit of pointing out any and all birds and animals in the area and getting very excited over them

•Mem often has buttercups or other really pretty flowers tucked behind his ear!

•When Mori sees a pretty flower his first reaction is to pick it and give it to Mem! If Mori finds a four leaf clover that also goes to Mem too.

•To preserve the flowers Mem will use a bit of his magic to freeze them in time and make sure they don’t wilt.

•He has a lot of past gifted flowers laying on his shelf in the cabin.

•Likewise, Mori’s bag is stuffed full of cool looking rocks because like a penguin Mem will see a neat rock and immediately give it to Mori!!

•He also found seaglass by the lake (somehow-) and immediately gave it to Mori.

•Now matter how heavy his bag gets, Mori never refuses a rock.

•If he gets anxious during the day he’ll grab one of the smoother ones and use it as a worry stone.

•His cabin shelf is lined with many of the rocks from Mem!

•Both of them have made friendship bracelets for the other!

•Mem made Mori a lavender and rose colored one, a really simple striped bracelet.

•It’s pretty thin and really messy, Mem got frustrated a lot when making it because he couldn’t figure out how to tie the knots exactly right.

•Bracelets aren’t exactly his forte.

•But he gave it to Mori and he lOVED it!! He absolutely refused to hear any apologies for how it looked and insisted it was absolutely perfect. He now refuses to take it off because he just adores it!!

•Mori made a gold and black colored chevron bracelet for Mem.

•It’s rather big and very neat looking, almost professional.

•The gold thread is very glittery, Mori thought he’d like that. He even braided some glittery beads in!

•It took him a while to make since it was such a big bracelet.

•When he finally gave it to Mem he cried over how wonderful it was and gave Mori a bear hug.

•He wears it absolutely everywhere and refuses to take it off even for a moment.

•Mem shows it off to everyone and proudly announces that he got it as a gift from Mori. He says it like he’s saying he won the greatest prize in the world, and to him that’s probably what it is.

•Just the idea of them giving each other things they found or made is really really nice to me!

•Also the obligatory stargazing headcanon! It’s basically mandatory at this point.

•They can and will sneak out past curfew to look at the stars. Either they climb on the roof of the cabins, go to an outlook in the hills, or sit by the lake.

•Either way they bring snacks and blankets and just cuddle up to stare at the sky. It’s really nice especially with all the nighttime noise. Crickets chirping and the occasional bird call or owl hoot. The lake gently lapping on the shore and bats dipping and diving overhead.

•They’re both tired from a long day at camp but it’s always worth it to spend some nice alone time together. To recharge from all the crazy of the day. A few hours to themselves before the chaos of camp kicks back up once more. Just some peace and quiet. Just the two of them.

•They’ll quietly talk and share stories about their days, telling each other funny or interesting things that happened.

•Even though they’re always together it’s just good to listen to each other talk about what happened that day.

•It’s also a good time to exchange gifts, whether it be rocks, flowers, or other things they found during the day and didn’t get a chance to give it to them normally.

•And sometimes it not gifts but odd things they found and wanted to puzzle over together. Like the one weird stick Mem found with all the odd tunnel-looking grooves in it.

•It’s just a lovely quiet time under the stars.

•Their cabin walls also have lots of pictures hung up.

•Some are of the two either posing together or one or the other caught in the middle of something funny

•For example, like the time Mem tried to start a fire and all he got was a face full of smoke

•And aims are just really soft and quiet moments of them that the other snapped.

•Theres one of Mori reading against a tree while sunlight dappled over him from between the leaves. He’s surrounded by tiny little flowers and he has a really bright and calm smile on his face.

•Sometimes it’s also pictures of flowers or animals Mori took or scenery shots that Mem liked.

•There’s a few of the lookout, some deer, morning mist on the lake, some wildflowers in the field, and a forest full of fireflies at night.

I just kinda made a bunch of these last night while talking to Ophelia- Maybe because it’s just in part that I miss camp but these were so fun to think about :D!!!

#Yaaaay camp headcanons!!! #I think that people would take their class just for the sheer experience of it #because you know with these two doing anything it’s gonna be one hell of a ride #I dunno I just really liked the idea of this!!! #:D!!! #Mem and Mori #IKEA au #gemstone6 #nebula rambles

[drangues]

Can I just say that I’m very grateful for your understanding because wow!!! Wasn’t the sixth an awful and stressful day to be an American! I hate it here, it gives me anxiety and I want to Leave. Anyways, that does sound like it’d fit Dazai and Atsushi!!! Dazai is definitely CEO material, and Atsushi adorable enough for someone to do a double take when they’re told he’s a bodyguard. But anyways. Listen. One of my biggest weaknesses is,, Characters becoming very. Very Smol. (Nyanon, 1/4)

Teeny tiny. I can’t resist that and I ESPECIALLY can’t resist Atsushi being a teeny tiny little bean. I wanna see Kyōka and Fukuzawa being very excited and getting him very cute doll like clothes and he can’t. Say no. Imagine Kunikida setting him up with a miniature workspace and he says it’s because Atsushi is fully capable of getting work done but really he’s just trying to give him a sense of normalcy and independence by doing his work on his own. (Nyanon, 2/4)

Dazai gets Very Expensive vests and shirts with pockets on the chest and every single one of them must be Very Soft so that Atsushi can be comfortable (also the image of Atsushi poking his tiny lil head out of Dazai’s pocket,,, I’m gone for them). Dazai would definitely be sad though, like you said, he wants to be able to give Atsushi hugs and kisses!!! He’s very cute like this but he’s also cute normally so in the end, the desire to lavish his boyfriend with affection wins out (but! (Nyanon, 3/

Not before he takes a bunch of cute pictures). Moving on to a Concept with Atsushi and Lucy: Consider the two of them meeting up to talk about what they went through as children with the only person who understands. Like, Atsushi makes them some comfort food and Lucy pulls out some tea and they curl up on the couch with some show they don’t recognize in the background while they vent and do each other’s hair and nails. I don’t know, I’m suddenly consumed with Feelings for them. (Nyanon, 4/4)

ill always understand you bro no worries, and yes. it very much is. you have No idea how much my teachers were shit talking the racist american government the morning after MOVING ON THO dazai is ceo material and mori is his wretched father who is playful but also gives off evil vibes and then surprises you at the end when hes cool with his sons relationship anyways, i TOTALLY GET YOU. totally smol characters have my Weakness, which then i can guess- you love fairies??

kunikida definitely didnt give atsushi a small work space cus he also just Loves the aesthetic of it, i bet he’ll have to chase away kenji and kyouka a lot because theyll just stare at atsushi while he works the whole time

AAAAAAAAAAAAAA LUCY AND ATSUSHI HAVING SOME BONDING TIMEEEEE omg i can just IMAGINE her hearing about the headmaster incident, she’ll first yell in anger, “WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY TOLD YOU TO-” , she’ll swear to kill everyone at the ADA (as a joke, almost) and then atsushi has to calm her down until she yells again “HE WASNT YOUR FATHER WHAT DOES HE M E A N PEOPLE TEND TO CRY” oh G o d she would mock dazais line SO HARD and then. atsushi calms her down for the 2637892th time until she realises that atsushi never really Did tell anybody except lucy 

atsushi: calm down lucy please its not that bad

also atsushi, when lucy tells him about her abuse: *rages*

they would make each other comfort food and just talk about the memories and what they used to define as having fun as a kid and just. NOW YOU GOT ME IN THE FEELS AS WELL FUCK U NYANON

#anon #ask #ask anon #anon ask #bsd #nyanon #nyatsushi anon

[trashyswitch]

Pocket’s New Year Reactions: 2020 Edition!

2020...boy oh boy…

I made this channel on January of 2020. And thank god I did! My blogs and participation in the tickle community, were the only thing keeping me going throughout this year! It was a really hard year but with COVID, I got to meet tons of new people, make so many friends and return to writing fanfics! 

I’ve made fanfics for a very long time. 5 years, actually! But I have never felt so invested in my writing than I have this year. In 1 single year, I managed to make a total of 122 fanfictions! This year! And it all ended with my first SCP Foundation-only fanfiction: 049 and the ‘unkillable creature’. 

Yup: I have really fallen down the rabbit hole this time…

But to celebrate: I wanted to recap the different fandoms I wrote for this year, the amount of fanfictions I wrote for them, the highest amount of notes I got on a fanfiction and lastly: 

...Well, I’ll keep that a surprise. 

So: Let’s recap all that happened on Pocket’s New Year Reactions: 2020 Edition! 

Let’s a-go!

I’m gonna start off with the fandoms I wrote the least fanfictions for: The Tiny Bundles!

For the very first tiny bundle: I wrote 1 single fanfic for Luigi’s Mansion (3, to be specific). 

This was a fanfic about Polterpup and Luigi bonding, as well as Mario showing up near the end. I ended up closing this fandom because as much as I liked this fanfic, I wasn’t really as interested in writing more for it. 

For the second tiny bundle: The Animal Crossing Series with 1 fanfic! This fanfic was mostly about Jacksepticeye and Gabsmolders’ Animal Crossing avatars hanging out during the Coronavirus epidemic. I really liked writing for Animal Crossing, and I wanna write more for it. But, I have to come up with more ideas. 

For bundle #3: 1 single Markiplier TV fanfic! This fanfic was about Wilford Warfstache, Darkiplier and Yandereplier being a family. This specific fanfic was also based on an AU made by a couple of cosplayers: One of which is no longer on TikTok, sadly. I may write more fanfics in this fandom in the future, but no guarantees…

For #4: I wrote an original work upon request from a friend. This fanfic was about a cute couple who were just being playful and bonding. I sense that I may be writing more original works in the future, but again: we’ll just have to see. 

For #5: I have 4 Youtuber Fanfics that involve different fandoms. One of them was written about platonic Septiplier, the second two were on Jelix, and the fourth fanfic (and most recent) was on Unus Annus! UNUS ANNUS! I will definitely be considering writing more Unus Annus. As for any other youtubers: Maybe. 

For #6: I have 3 (technically 6) fanfictions written under the SCP Foundation! Though 5 of these fanfics were technically fandom collaborations with Sanders Sides, I did make 1 single SCP Foundation-only fanfic. I do plan on continuing to write more SCP Foundation fanfics. I just don’t know if they’ll stand alone, or if they’ll be collaborations again. We’ll see. 

And now onto the 3 top fandoms I wrote for this year: 

In at #3: is Five Nights at Freddy’s with 25 fanfictions: I swear: 90% of these are based on the Afton Family in some way or another. I have a problem...I will most likely be writing for FNAF in the future. I still love the fandom, and I still love the lore behind it! Sooo: Upcoming FNAF fanfics!

In at #2: is the Jacksepticeye Power Hour Fandom with 31 fanfictions! I love these guys so much! It’s too bad they were kinda thrown by the wayside by a lot of the viewers...But, I’ll still be working on a couple more fanfics. Specifically The Unexpected Roommate! I LOVE THAT SERIES! I look forward to writing more of it all the time! 

And #1...for the most fanfictions written: Is Sanders sides with 59 freaking fanfics! If there's a need for proof that I’m obsessed, then THIS is the proof. But, that’s okay! I love writing fanfics on this series! I will 100% continue to write fanfictions on this series. I love this series to bits, and it’s my most popular series on Tumblr as well! 

And now it’s fine for: Highest Notes! 

This was the part where you could really tell what fanfictions were loved by fans, and what fanfictions were thrown aside. This is all gonna be taken off Tumblr, since almost all of the fans are on it.  

First one that I will proudly show: My Unus Annus fanfic with 43 notes! This fanfic was a HIT the moment it came out! I swear! ‘Ethan and Mark Experience Torture Methods (Feat. Jacksepticeye)’ was a HUGE HIT! But I think the reason everyone loved it so much, was because everyone misses Unus Annus and its relativity on YouTube. I miss it too. Memento Mori, Unus Annus. 

Now I will show my top Fnaf Fanfic! Now these were very close...So: 

At #3 is ‘The Grumpy Ol’ Bunny’ at 28 notes. 

At #2 is a tie between ‘The Suspiciously Strange Night’ and ‘Robot Anatomy Vs. Human Anatomy’ at 36 notes. 

And the #1 spot goes to: ‘Jeremy and the Mysterious Robots’ at 37 notes! You’ll see what I do with this fanfic sooner than later…

And now we move on to the top Sanders Sides fanfic! This one had a huge variety of numbers! And boy, it was hard! But worth it! 

At #3, we have ‘Snakes Need Tickles Too!’ at 91 notes! 

At #2 is ‘The Upside of Hoodies’ (The very first one!) at 153 notes! WOW! 

And last but not least, at our #1 spot...we have: ‘Voodoo Duke-craft’ at 196 notes! How in the world- I don’t really know why it got so many notes. But: you’ll see what we do with this one as well, veeeery soon!

And now the surprise you’ve all been waiting to hear about: I’m gonna re-read and react to the two #1 spots! 

‘Jeremy and the Mysterious Robots’. I’ve actually re-read this one a couple times throughout the months. I liked re-reading about anxious Jeremy! I definitely wanna write more of Jeremy. He’s an underrated character. 

Here we go! 

[Jeremy has heard all the rumors.] 

Well, I assume he probably did some reading about it before starting there. You should know a bit about a place before you start working there...you don’t wanna end up in a dumpster fire. 

[He’s heard the urban legends about the child killer in the animatronic suit, and the children’s deaths. He’s heard about the children’s corpses being shoved into the animatronic suits. He’s heard about the ghosts of the children that haunted each and every diner. He’s heard rumors about the animatronics being alive because of these children. He’s heard multiple ideas of-]

Okay, okay, we get it! He heard rumors about the lore behind Five Nights at Freddy’s. He’s heard about the murders and supernatural stuff. Skip!

 [Are any of these urban legends true?

 If so: why did Jeremy sign up for a job at the one place that gives people the creeps?!]

 Gee...I dunno! Why WOULD you choose to take a security guard job in a place that’s still haunted? Besides: instead of hiring a security guard, why not hire an exorcist? Seems cheaper and you’d actually get a problem fixed! (Or not...we’ve all seen Annabelle…) 

 [It was the second night of working at this nightmarish party place. All Jeremy wanted was the paycheck at the end of the week. He did NOT sign up for this stupidity…]

 Teeeechnically he DID sign up for this stupidity. He didn’t have to take this job. He could’ve waited for more job offers to come up! Even if the Phone Guy had romanticized the risky job, he did warn him that ‘the animatronics get a little quirky at night’...Jeremy could’ve just abandoned ship right then and there and quit! 

 [Should he have reconsidered taking the job? Maybe.] 

 Um, HUGE YES!

 [Is he regretting taking the job? Somewhat.] 

 Just somewhat, huh? 

 [Is Jeremy gonna survive the week? God, he hoped so.] 

 I hope so too! Spoiler alert: he does. 

 [Jeremy turned on the iPad and flipped through the cameras. It looked like the party rooms were empty. Next, he checked CAM 05 and CAM 06: empty. Thank goodness. Jeremy looked at the other cameras and found out something strange: camera 11 wasn’t working! It was just showing pure static.]

 Okay, here’s some behind the scenes: I had to look up two separate maps for the FNAF 2 location. One with the camera locations, and one of the overall building layout. From that, I had to determine everything for this fanfic. I would later refer to these images for future fanfics as well! 

 [He realized that what he was gonna do was risky. But…what other choice did he have?] 

 Um...Don’t go??? That’s a choice. 

 [Jeremy grabbed his flashlight, and walked out of the office through the small hall towards Pasillo Central.] 

 “WHEN WILL YOU LEARN?!?!?! WHEN WILL YOU LEARN?! THAT YOUR ACTIONS HAVE CONSEQUENCES?!?!” ~SammyClassicSonicFan, vine.

 [It took a little bit, but Jeremy managed to find the problem: a black wire was unplugged…] 

 I actually have no idea if this was the actual confirmed problem in the FNAF series. I just made it up as I went.

 [Jeremy’s eyes narrowed in curiousity. Now when did that happen? It was working perfectly fine yesterday. Who unplugged it?] 

 First off: Curiousity. Curio(u)sity. Do you need any more proof that I’m Canadian? XD

Second off: I actually think camera 11 never actually worked during the game. I don’t quite remember though, so don’t quote me on that. 

 [Jeremy decided to double check for any miswiring.] 

 This would prove to be a fatal mistake. 

 [Suddenly…a couple heavy footsteps could be heard behind the stool, in the gaming room. Jeremy froze in place. Oh god…Is that what he thinks it is?] 

 “It was at this moment he knew...he fucked up.” ~McCulley Quinn, Vine

 [Jeremy could feel the presence of a super tall figure behind him…Jeremy, growing extremely intimidated and anxious, slowly turned himself around to look the animatronic in the face.]

[...The first thing he noticed, was that the animatronic was brown. A chocolate-shade of brown with an orange hue on its belly and inner face.]

 I wonder...Just WHO COULD IT BE?

 Just kidding. It’s Freddy Fazbear. 

 [The eyes were open wide, staring at Jeremy with its light blue iris’s.] 

 Hmm...Hold on- 

 *aggressive typing noises* 

 Okay. Just had to double check. He does in fact, have blue iris’s. 

 [Jeremy just stared back at it, looking at the big bear as the visibly shaky flashlight shone onto it.] 

 Hehehehe...Anxious boi. Shouldn’t have chosen the haunted job, Jeremy!

 [“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!” Freddy shouted.]

 🎶Do you hear that sound?🎶

  [Jeremy shouted-] 

 🎶That beautiful sound?🎶

  [-and threw his flashlight up in terror.] 

 🎶That is the sound, of, clean, white, shorts turning brown!🎶

 🎶TORTURE AND PAIN!🎶

 Beautiful Sound - Beetlejuice soundtrack (sorry not sorry) 

 [Jeremy jumped and quickly attempted to take a few steps back…only for his body to fall much more backwards than he wanted!] 

 “Nice job, dickface!” ~Anthony, Smosh: Pokemon In Real Life

 [“WELCOME EVERYBODY, TO FREDDY FAZBEAR’S PIZZA!” the animatronic shouted. “I’M FREDDY FAZBEAR, AND I’D LIKE TO WISH YOU, THE BIRTHDAY BOY, A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” the voice declared very loudly.]

 HAHA! That’s not creepy at all! *Michael Jackson moonwalks the fuck outta there*

 [Everything went silent for a moment or two. “…Kill you?” the same voice said.]

 WhAaAaAaAt?! A TwIsT tHaT eVeRyOnE sAw CoMiNg?! X’D

 [“He fell off the stool, and I caught him.” Freddy explained.]

 Freddy Fazbear nearly saves Jeremy from a concussion, a skull fracture or a brain bleed! 

 [“Now that I mention it, he hasn’t thanked me yet.” Freddy mentioned.]

 Dude!

 [“Oh-um…Thank you…for catching me.” Jeremy finally said.]

 Good boy. *pats the man’s head, even though he’s technically older than me* 

 [“Are you gonna kill me? Shove me into a suit? Leave my dead body to rot inside the suit?!” Jeremy asked, still overwhelmed with anxiety.] 

 This guy’s gonna need some whiskey after this incident. 

 [“It looks like Mr. Emily hired another 'daredevil’ night guard. Do you really believe those rumors?” Chica asked.] 

 In case you didn’t get the twist before: the animatronics are NOT gonna kill him. Why? Because my fluffy ass doesn’t like writing about confirmed death. (At least, not yet...I later write ‘Don’t Release the Spirits’...

 [“That’s a big child.” Chica commented.

 “He’s grown up. He’s a male, grown up child.” Freddy corrected.] 

 Another reminder of the obvious: Jeremy is an AdULT in this fanfiction! He is not a ChiiiLD! XD

 [“Flip him over.” Chica suggested.

 “Okay.” Freddy replied.]

 Insert long montage of Jeremy getting flipped over by animatronics who don’t know how to handle humans. 

 [“Let me go!” Jeremy yelled at Freddy, still pushing against Freddy’s fingers.

 “He’s wiggling a lot. Is he having a temper tantrum?” Freddy asked curiously. Chica looked at the squirming, frustrated man in Freddy’s grasp.] 

 Ha ha funny? Get it? Cause he’s an adult? And he’s being treated like a child? 

 XD I’m just being silly. I actually found this part fun to write. 

 [“I think so.” Chica replied. “Try throwing him up in the air and catching him. I’ve seen parents do it. Kids love it!” Chica suggested.

 Jeremy’s eyes widened in horror. Was he about to be thrown up like a toddler and caught by an animatronic?!] 

 Spoiler alert: Yes. 

 Insert long montage of Jeremy nearly shitting his pants while Freddy Fazbear breaks many laws against mishandling of an adult male, and extreme negligence if he were a child. May we advise that these animatronics are NEVER made in the future. 

 [By the time the sixth throw and catch had happened, Jeremy was visibly shaking in the arms of the animatronic. Jeremy’s face was visibly traumatized.] 

 HmMmMm...I wOnDeR wHy?! 

 [Without any warning, Chica fluttered the finger up and down, on Jeremy’s exposed neck. Jeremy’s body jumped and curled inwards to cover up the spot. A squeal left Jeremy’s mouth before he began flailing his hands towards the finger’s direction to stop it.]

 Voila! Tickles! They have finally arrived!

 [Jeremy’s eyes widened to the side of saucers! He began protesting as much as possible. “No, please! L-look! I’m feeling a lot better! See? I don’t need tickles!” Jeremy pleaded, putting on a fake smile to prove it.] 

 Probably any other time, this probably would’ve worked. 

 [But, Chica was persistent!]

 But of course, it doesn’t. Because y’all wanted tickles? You’re getting your tickles!

 [“Yeah! You were being a naughty little boy with a really bad attitude. I think you deserve some cheer-up tickles for that.” Freddy added, unintentionally teasing him.]

 I think those tickles were a little more intentional than ya thought…

 [“What- What are you doing?” Jeremy yelled. Freddy removed the slip-on shoe off of Jeremy’s foot, and let it fall to the floor with a loud clap. “Hey! Put my shoe back!” Jeremy yelled.] 

 But why would they do that, when they clearly wanna tickle your feet?

 [“Here: Your turn to hold him.” Freddy said, before throwing Jeremy old-granny style over to Chica.] 

 UH…

 [Jeremy was NOT ready for that. No human should ever be ready for being thrown like that! It’s impossible usually. But if it IS possible, It’s always frowned upon for being inhumane! But, why should animatronics know that?] 

 It’s kinda nice that Jeremy is making up for the fact that all the animatronics share 2 brain cells. But these animatronics could’ve SHATTERED BONES. When is that EVER considered okay?!

 [Freddy tilted his head. “You don’t like my cold fingers?” Freddy clarified.

 “IHIHIHIT’S COHOHOHOHOLD! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Jeremy reacted.

 “Oh. Well I’m sorry, but I can’t help that! You’re gonna have to sit tight and get used to my cold, fat fingers.” Freddy teased.] 

 Basically what happened: 

 Jeremy: “KEEP YOUR HANDS FROM ANTARCTIC AWAY FROM MY FEET!” 

 Freddy: “Not happening! Suffer, you ticklish piece of shit!” 

 [Somewhere in the room, a quiet music box tune could be heard, twinkling in the background.] 

 GUESS WHO’S BACK! BACK AGAIN!

 [THE MUSIC BOX! MARIONETTE! HE’S ESCAPED THE MUSIC BOX!]

 MARIONETTE’S BACK! BACK AGAIN!

 [Was he gonna die? Was the marionette gonna kill him? Was the camera going to record is very last moments? Were people gonna watch the camera to figure out how he died?…Would they blame his death on bad decisions? What would happen to his body?! WHAT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN?! JEREMY DEMANDED TO KNOW!]

 [This is it…he’s gonna die…He’s gonna be found in a few hours, ripped apart on the floor…He could guarantee it.] 

 Anxiety in a nutshell. 

 [This animatronic isn’t cold. It’s covered in some kind of fur-like fabric.] 

 This was actually confirmed on the FNAF wiki fanpage. Marionette’s fingers are covered in fur fabric. 

 And now Jeremy’s gonna get ultimately tortured by Marionette’s 3 fingers on his feet. May his soul rest in peace. 

 [Then…Marionette did something only Satan himself would be capable of: Marionette pulled a couple of Jeremy’s toes back, and began scratching the more exposed spaces underneath the deathly ticklish toes.] 

 *looks at a watch* ...How the fuck is he not dead from asphyxiation? He’s been getting tickled heavily for at least an hour. He should be passing out. 

 [Jeremy was cackling like a mad man. The poor guy was losing energy rather quickly. His pushing and squirming had began to slow, and tears had started forming in his eyes.] 

 See? It’s about time. 

 [Not to be confused with tears of pain, of course.]

 Wait, what? 

 [This wasn’t painful for Jeremy. Though this kind of fighting presents itself with a few cons, It wasn’t torturous either. It was…strangely playful. It sort of reminded Jeremy of the stories his friends would tell him, of the tickle fights they had with their siblings growing up. Some tickle fights were pure playfulness, other tickle fights were slightly torturous. But in the end, they still loved each other.]

 ...Well, go figure. 

 [Was Jeremy beginning to like the animatronics? Not intimate of course, but…Was Jeremy beginning to appreciate the animatronics’ tickling? Surely not! That’s absurd!…unless…] 

 Go figure. Yup. Gotta make sure it’s somewhat enjoyable so the reader can enjoy it without feeling bad! Cause that’s how I write. 

 [“Oh Cohohohome ohohohon! IHIHIHI THOHOHOHOUGHT YOHOHOHOU WEHEHERE DOHOHONE!” Jeremy yelled as his laughter grew louder. Marionette had reached its fingers into Jeremy’s armpit, and began scratching lightly.

 “Your laugh is very fun to hear! I wanna hear more of it!” Freddy explained.] 

 Of course, you have to add a comment about liking the person’s laughter! Cause that’s always important! 

 [So, Jeremy gave them a nod to proceed. Then, Jeremy abrupted into brand new fits of laughter! How long was Jeremy gonna be like this? Who know? Jeremy didn’t care. Not one bit…] 

 Aaaaand that’s the end! 

 A little predictable, but still fun to read. Jeremy is still my favorite character in this fanfic. 

 And now, we’re onto the next re-reading! 

 Voodoo Duke-Craft! I’m proud of this one! I was happy to finally be able to come up with a fanfic idea involving voodoo dolls, and this was the first one! And EVERYONE LOVED IT! I swear, I’m not kidding! 196 notes says a lot!

 So, here we go! 

 [Remus came to the front of the yellow and black room, and knocked on the door. As he patiently waited for the door to open, Remus looked down at the liquid-free blood bag with the doll laying upside down in the bag.]

 Hehehehe! I like the idea that Remus holds his things in a blood bag-turned purse. XD

 [The door finally opened. As he predicted, it was Deceit.] 

 This entire fanfiction is gonna involve Janus being called Deceit. Why? Because Deceit’s name hadn’t canonically come out yet! And this fanfiction came out long before the name reveal episode. 

 [Remus happily comes into the yellow-colored room, lined with snakes, Law and Order posters and Judge Judy posters.]

 Because...Selfishness Vs. Selflessness! And law! 

 [Despite the doll coming from Remus, the doll appeared to be really well made!]

 That’s a compliment! 

 [Deceit looked up from the doll. “And you’re positive this thing actually works?” Deceit asked.

 “Yup! Positive. I tried it on myself before giving it to you, as you can see-” Remus said as he pointed at the green heart on the voodoo doll. “You can try it too, if you want.” Remus suggested.]

 Remus: “I already tried it on myself, so you don’t need proof to show it works.” 

 Also Remus: “...But if you don’t believe me, I suppose you could try it on me...just to see…” 

 [“I suppose this works really well. I will use this voodoo doll to my advantage. Thank you, Remus.” Deceit said with a grin.] 

 ...You SUPPOSE? You just tickled the man till he belly flopped the floor! Of COURSE it works!

 [With everything in place, Deceit was ready to start tormenting the other sides. He left his room and closed the door, allowing Remus to process the mistake he’d made in his room.]

 I doubt Remus would consider giving Janus a voodoo doll, a ‘mistake’. More like ‘the most evil idea ever’! 

[Deceit walked around, looking for potential contenders. While walking down the hall, Deceit gazed his eyes upon a light blue-clothed figure. Recognizing who it was, Deceit his behind a wall and grabbed the light blue heart out of his pocket.]

 Oh boy! It’s Patton first! 

 [Now, if it truly worked, Patton should be bonded with the voodoo doll. Just as a test, Deceit gave Patton’s neck a little flutter with his finger.

 From a few feet into the living room, Patton let out a yelp of surprise.] 

 Huzzah! It works! Turns out putting a fabric heart onto a voodoo doll, will hook Patton up to the doll and make him feel everything that touches the doll’s head. Becaaaause MAGIC!

 [Deceit began tickling the sides of the doll’s neck, fluttering his index finger on both sides of the neck one side at a time. Right side, left side. Right side, left side…

 Patton squealed as his back fell onto the couch. “EEEEHehehehehehehe!” Patton giggled more, flapping his hands absolutely everywhere around his head.] 

 Oh NO! I could sense that! Nope nope nope nope NOPE. 

 [To make things feel a little better, Deceit turned the doll around and gave it a hug.

 Patton smiled as he felt physically hugged by an invisible pair of arms. It felt so warm and snug. Like being held by a security blanket.]

 Awwww! This part has always been a personal favorite part due to how loving it is. It’s times like these that make me wish I had a voodoo doll…

 [Deceit allowed his mouth to morph into a toothy smile as he moved his tickly fingers over to the sides of the doll’s belly.]

 You can just TELL he’s enjoying the hell outta this! #Janusisbestler2021

 [Deceit’s mischief had just left him at this point. Deceit was actually really enjoying making Patton laugh like this. He was keeping it a mystery, sure, but it was really fun seeing Patton laugh and squirm on the couch.] 

 ...Doesn’t everyone feel that with Patton? Or am I the only one? I probably am. I find that BILLIONS of fans LOVE seeing Virgil’s reactions. And Patton’s been fulfilling all the fans’ needs! So...yeah. I would love to tickle Patton! And I would love to be the tickle monster’s pray. Hehe ^w^

 [As he hugged the doll, Deceit watched as Patton practically melted into the touch. It was here, that Deceit discovered something new about Patton: He’s touch-starved. If he were used to touch, Patton would be eventually squirming for him to let go. But, Patton was perfectly comfortable with being cuddled.]

 I actually forgot I added that little fact in here! This is the most realistic fact I have ever seen in my life. 

 [If Deceit didn’t have anything to do, he would’ve definitely stayed to hug Patton for a lot longer.]

 It’s sure a shame that Janus had 4 other sides to tickle. 

 [But, he had things to do.]

 See? Poor man’s busy experimenting with the ultimate tickle toy that beats the Tickle Me Elmo by a landslide. 

 [Deceit hid in the room across from the red-doored room. The room belonged to Roman, who was admiring himself in the mirror. Deceit rolled his eyes, but smiled as he pulled out the red felt heart.] 

 Would you believe I’ve forgotten the order at this point? Maybe now was a good time to re-read it! I’m losing my memory. XD

 [A couple seconds later, the red heart fabric began glowing. This meant that the heart was now fully bonded with Roman!]

 Still don’t quite know how fabric glows, but whatever. Screw logic!

 [Roman - who had been posing in the mirror with his arm up behind his head - squealed and slammed his arm down as he bursted into laughter.]

 Aaah, yes: the classic ‘surprise armpit tickle when the arms are up’ trick. But, with a twist! I’m surprised he didn’t fall! 

 [Deceit giggled and tried tickling two spots at once: the doll’s left armpit and the doll’s right foot. Roman’s eyes practically bulged out of his skull. Roman fell backwards onto the ground, and rolled around manically.] 

 Oop- aaaand he’s down. 

 [Roman was freaking out. Thank god no one was seeing this! How would anyone react to him screaming in laughter at nothing, and rolling around like a wiggle worm?! He would NEVER be able to live that down!]

 *sniffles* Here lies Roman’s pride and confidence. It will forever be missed. 

 [Deceit decided to listen to him and lessen the tickles dramatically. Deceit removed his fingers and decided to try a different tickle spot that Remus shared with Roman: the thighs.] 

 Remus would definitely do this. 

 [Deceit covered his mouth to silently giggle, before adding a second finger to the doll’s thigh. Roman let go of his knees and allowed himself to kick his legs as he rolled around and covered his face with his hands.] 

 Awww! De widdle bean is getting embawwassed! How adowable! OwO 

 [Deceit soaked up as much of Roman’s giggles as he could, before moving onto the left thigh.]

 #Janusisasponge

 [Despite one’s belief with soft tickles, Roman’s giggles didn’t die down! In fact, they almost got a little louder! Deceit’s very light fingernail tickles were almost teasy in a way! This made Roman’s face heat up in embarrassment.

 “Plehehehehease! Ihihihi cahahahahan’t tahahahahake ihihihit! Ihihihit’s sohohoho ticklyhy, and ihihihit’s wohohohohorse thahahat Ihihihi cahahahan’t seehehehehe whehehehere yohohou’ll strihihihike nehehext!” Roman explained through his never ending giggles.]

 Soft tickles can sometimes kill quicker than hard tickles. 

 [Deceit raised an eyebrow. ‘worse when you can’t see’? Now, Deceit was really intrigued.]

 It’s called ‘blindfolded tickles’ with a twist. Aka: ���you’re worse than SATAN HIMSELF’. 

 And now Janus is gonna start constantly switching spots, to show Roman’s variety in his voice. As if we don’t hear enough melody variety from his singing. XD

 [His laughter would die down into giggles for a while, before growing into even MORE laughter! It was so strange and unpredictable! Whoever this was, was EVIL and should be given PUNISHMENT for such cruel tickle tactics!] 

 Anyone else agree with this? 

 *sees a sea of people in and out of the tickle community* 

 Okay. 

 Roman is given time to breathe, he’s hugged by Janus and Janus moves onto the next victim. 

 [After going up the stairs, Deceit came across Virgil’s room.] 

 We’re literally given the name of who it is this time. No clothing guesses here! Just immediate names. 

 [Now: Knowing Virgil most of his life, Deceit knew that these tickles needed to be tame and calming all at once. He couldn’t go hard on him at all, or else he will really regret it. Even though he could easily get away with it using the Voodoo doll tactic, he still wanted to make him happy, not make him feel miserable.]

 Janus secretly has a soft spot for Virgil because he is a former dark side. 

 [Virgil gasped and bursted into giggles. “Eehehehehe! Gehehehet ohohout ohohohohof thehehere!” Virgil begged. Virgil zipped off his jacket and lifted up his shirt…Funny…No bugs? Were they invisible? Virgil felt around his belly and found that his belly was as bare as can be!]

 I guess the voodoo doll tactic can be quite...deceiving! HA! 

 Why am I like this…it didn’t even make sense.

 [It didn’t take long for his energy to come back thankfully, due to how easy Deceit was on him. Virgil sighed with a smile, and grabbed his headphones to place them on his head. But, just as he put his headphones on, a fluttery feeling started up on Virgil’s ear!]

 ...I actually completely forgot I chose ear tickles for this part! Talk about a renewed experience!

 [Deceit’s smirk got larger as he tickled the different parts of Virgil’s ears. The back of the ears, the front of the ear, the top of the ear flap itself, and even the bit of skull behind the ear was really ticklish! Virgil was giggling madly, shaking his head back and forth and kicking his legs. He was so confused! How were his ears being tickled right now?! Was it some kind of witchcraft?!] 

 Wow! How did Virgil know?! How did he guess it was witchcraft?! 

 [Virgil just didn’t understand. And, to make matters worse, he couldn’t properly think with his ears being tickled and teased!

 Deceit actually planned it that way. He knew that too many physical distractions would stop his spiraling head. This was for the best.] 

 Janus is actually very understanding and loving to Virgil, which is very nice to see! I should write more Virgil & Janus moments like this. 

 [Virgil gasped and suddenly smiled when he felt the feeling of a nice warm hug surrounding him. Virgil didn’t fully understand where the hug-feeling was coming from, but it was enjoyable! Virgil happily snuggled into his bed and cuddled himself into the invisible hug.] 

 Everyone deserves a nice long hug sometimes. And all the time, depending on the person! 

 [Oh boy! Deceit was REALLY excited for this session. Logan is known for showing very little emotion, so finding Logan’s ticklish spots and getting him to laugh could be a game-changer!]

 Lee Logan be like: 

‘shows no emotion. Therefore; laughter is more rewarding when tickled long enough.’

 [After a few minutes of quiet looking, Deceit soon found a book on the very subject he was looking for: voodoo magic.] 

 Because of COURSE Logan has a book on voodoo magic! And this isn’t sarcasm this time! This is genuine! Logan would definitely have a book on voodoo magic in there! 

 [The Voodoo Doll Spellbook: A Compendium of Ancient Contemporary Spells and Rituals]

 This is actually a book I found online! You can buy this book for $32 on Amazon!

 [When it was 100% bonded, Deceit started off small. He placed his fingernail onto the shoulder of the doll, and drew a line down to the outside of the elbow and down to the doll’s stump at the bottom, before removing the fingernail.] 

 [...Logan paused his reading and looked at his arm. Logan examined it, and discovered a potential fear of his had come true: He’s bonded to a voodoo doll! How did- Who in the world has a voodoo doll of HIM?! And WHY?!]

 Hahaha! That moment when you’re reading a book about voodoo, then you feel voodoo magic being done on you? That’s not creepy at all! A nOrMaL oCcUrAnCe!

 [A large squeak left his mouth as he just collapsed onto the floor in mad giggles. Deceit watched as Logan’s emotionless demeanor just crumbled, and allowed his to fall into such an adorable state only a lean nerd could fall into.]

 Presenting, Logan in a nutshell.

 [Deceit liked seeing this reaction. It was kinda cute! So, Deceit kicked it up a notch! He placed his pinky finger onto the black button and began drawing circles around the outside of the black button on the doll.]

 Janus is just having a jolly ol’ time! He should be a tickle monster more often!

 [“Uuh-…Please! That’s my worst spot! I’m begging you!” Logan begged. Deceit lifted an eyebrow. If Deceit wouldn’t have known better, it would’ve sounded like Logan WANTED to be tickled on his hips! So, Deceit did the one thing he 'begged’ for: He squeezed Logan’s hip. “No! NO! NOOHOHOHOHO! HAHAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIHI SAHAHAHAID PLEHEHEHEHEASE! DIHIHIHIDN’T IHIHI?!” Logan asked.]

 Janus being a little shit in 5 minutes or less. Also, when does please EVER work?!

 [It was here, that Deceit decided to walk out from behind the book shelves and in front of Logan.]

 Voila: the big reveal! Janus was behind the voodoo witchcraft all along!

 [“Deceit?! What are you do-” Logan started, before pausing his sentence as he noticed the item in his hand. “…You!” Logan reacted, jumping up to confront him. “YOU’RE the one with the voodoo doll!” Logan confronted.]

 ...Bro...that was so slow. At this rate, Jim Carrey could determine it was Janus before you could!

 [“Indeed I am. Are you surprised?” Deceit asked.

 Logan put a hand in his pocket. “Yes…I suppose I am. I can see the chances of Remus using this, as much more likely than seeing you with the doll. Then again though…You are capable of manipulation…” Logan explained.

 “Manipulation? Don’t you mean…” Deceit started, before lifting up the doll and his finger. “…exposing the truth?” Deceit corrected, ready to tickle Logan when needed.]

 oooOOOOH! I can sense the tension! The idea that someone is holding information about your weakness, and is ready to exploit it at any point?! HOLY CRAP! 

 [Logan’s face visibly morphed into fear. He clenched his teeth nervously.]

 See? Even Logan’s unnerved!

 [Logan resorted to his usual monotone act. “What…is there to understand? I don’t laugh.” Logan explained.]

 Why the fuck you lyin’? Why you always lyin’? MmmmOh ma gahd, stop fuckin’ LYYYIN’!

 ~Nicholas Fraser, Vine

 [“Oh, NOW you cover up your laugh. Let me not remind you that a few seconds ago, you were freely giggling and rolling on the floor.” Deceit reminded. Logan’s eyes widened in fear and shock. He SAW THAT?! OH SHIT!]

 Mm hmm, Yes. He did in fact see that. And now you are what the virgins would say: Fucked.

 [Logan, growing angry at the dominance Deceit had created over the logical side, Logan ran and attempted to grab the doll right out of his hand. But nope! Deceit dodged it and squeezed Logan’s hip as he ran backwards away from the angry side. Not expecting his hips to be attacked so abruptly, Logan made a whining sound and doubled over desperately.]

 ..Well that happened. Tried and failed. #1. 

[“Not a bad attempt. But, you’re gonna have to try a little harder, in order to get this thing out of my hands.” Deceit warned.

 Logan attempted to glare at the evil side, but the glare quickly failed him as the doll’s belly button AND hip was attacked at the same time. Logan let out a muffled yelp and fell onto the ground.

 “Interesting: Despite your logical nature, you seemed to believe that 'giving me a glare while I’m using voodoo magic on you’, will help you in any manner. Yet: it doesn’t.” Deceit teased logically...]

 ...Shit dude! I guess Janus is now the new Logan! 

 [Logan squeezed his eyes shut and helplessly began to let titters out of his mouth. “See? You’re beginning to break now. It’s probably because I’m using an illogical strategy to get you to laugh. No matter how much you laugh, you will never be able to truly understand: Why does a person laugh when they’re tickled? And, where does it come from?” Deceit proceeded to tease in a logical matter.]

 Why are mice ticklish? Why does the world spin round? And one thing I will never know the workings behind: Where do babies come from?

 [Logan’s pent up laughter pretty quickly turned into his regular giggles.

 “Wow! 2 minutes and 30 seconds! Impressive! Yet, at the same time: unimpressive.” Deceit reacted.]

 *crawls under about 10 different blankets and flips off Janus*

 [“How, you ask? Well, that’s simple really: You happened to be born with a collection of nerve ending around multiple spots. But, to narrow it down: your hips-” Deceit squeezed his hips. “your belly button-” Deceit booped his belly button with his pinky. “and…” Deceit said with a smirk, before placing his fluttering fingers onto the doll’s inner part of the upper leg. “…Your thighs.” Deceit concluded.]

 *screams out of my blanket burrito* “STOP TURNING INTO SHERLOCK HOLMES!”

 [Logan couldn’t help his reaction at all! He couldn’t change it either! Logan’s cheeks, against all circumstances, had turned a light red hue! He was blushing! Deceit couldn’t believe his eyes! “Do my eyes deceive me?! Is the logical side…blushing?” Deceit asked.]

 *starts slowly going into a lee mood because of JANUS DECEIT SANDERS!*

 [Deceit tilted his head as he tried something. Deceit tried fluttering his fingers on the jawline and the back of Logan’s ear…Just to see how he’d react.

 Surprisingly, Logan’s giggles heightened slightly as he curled into the strange, but comfortable touch. It was almost a melting spot for Logan. How cute!

 “It would seem that Logan has something that everyone lacks according to my knowledge: A melting spot. You, Logan, are capable of melting into a certain ticklish spot…Almost as if you like it. Do you like it?” Logan explained.]

 MMMMMMMmmmm why tf is this so CUTE?! 

 [Logan didn’t want to answer that question. He was NEVER going to answer such an embarrassing question!

 Though…Logan’s reputation had been left in tatters minutes before this…so…it wouldn’t hurt, right?

 “Fihihihine…Ihihi lihihihike ihihit…” Logan admitted.

 Deceit smirked. “I knew it!” he reacted, still giving Logan’s ears ticklish, cute little treatment.]

 Awwwwwwwwww!!!!!

 [“Hey! Give that back!” Deceit yelled. Logan looked down at it, and smirked. It was a yellow felt heart. Deceit’s bonding heart…]

 Oooooh...I forgot about this part! I actually forgot just how long this fanfiction was. 

 [With the voodoo doll in his hand and the yellow heart in his other hand, Logan could get Deceit back. Only…one problem:

 “How does this doll work? Do I have to clip the heart onto the…black square where the heart location appears to be?” Logan asked.]

 Congrats! You’ve gotten this far. But now, please let us interrupt your much-wanted tickles with some ‘I don’t know how this works’ kinda humor. Pocket’s fanfictions everybody: A place where filler is expected. XD

 [Logan decided to test it. He lifted up his finger, and tried dragging a fingernail down the doll’s right, scaly side. Deceit gasped and hugged his side, showing off a wobbly smile and curling in a little.

 “Fascinating…” Logan reacted. Deceit looked up and watched in horror as Logan squeezed up and down the doll’s side. Deceit squealed through his toothy smile and let out a few high-pitched giggles.] 

 Awwww yeah! REVEEEEENGE!

 [“You know: For an intimidating and sneaky side, you have a very high-pitched giggle.” Logan reacted. Deceit only squealed in reply and continued to curl himself further. “How cruel of me…using such a powerful piece of black magic, for such a simple little reason. kinda makes you regret your previous actions…doesn’t it Deceit?” Logan continued to tease.]

 *claps proudly*

 Ladies and gentlemen: John motherfucking Watson!

 [“There we go! That wasn’t so hard. Was it?” Logan asked.

“YOHOHOU’RE SOHOHOHO DEHEHEHEAD!” Deceit yelled through his strong and overpowering laughter.]

Woooow...Revenge seems pretty sweet!

[“Oh, alright. I suppose I can give you a break from the feet.” Logan compromised and removed his fingers. Deceit happily took the break and tried to replace as much oxygen as he could through his body. 

But, Logan wasn’t done yet. Not by a long shot.]

No sir! No sir-ee bob!

[Deceit got stuck in Logan’s ticklish wonders for a good 30 minutes. Deceit was completely warn out from all the tickles. Which, how was that fair! Deceit had treated the others really well! Why did HE get the rough tickles?! Well, that’s simple: 

What goes around, always comes around…ESPECIALLY if it’s a snake’s doing…]

 Aaaaand that’s all folks! 

I gotta admit: I loved that. I can see why the fanfic got so much recognition! It was long, it was SUPER TEASY, it was EVIL, and it was fun! I had fun! 

I have to now sign off and spend the next hour with my family. I wish you all a wonder 2021! And may we all leave 2020 behind! 

#newyear2020

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oKAY BUT WHAT KIND OF DRUNKS DO YOU THINK SHERLOCK AND MORI ARE??? WHAT DO YOU THINK IT'D BE LIKE GETTING LIT WITH THEN (either separately or tOGETHER bc wow what a Concept!!!) 🌚🌚🌚

ANON FIRST THINGS FIRST THANK U FOR THIS I LOVE GETTING ASKS LIKE THIS AND I LOVE YOU

Okay so... we already know kinda how Moriarty is as a drunk, considering Shinjuku- though, lets be real, i’m 99% sure he was faking that shit to at least some degree. Though, that’s pretty much how he is when he’s drunk- he’s loud and he’s proud, and is a very rare Moriarty to see because he almost never gets drunk. In all his years of service, Colonel Moran saw Moriarty drunk maybe once or twice (and had no idea how to deal with him because it’s so different from the cool collected Professor he knew). Moriarty’s a happy drunk! A... very loud, boisterous, happy drunk, who also loses almost all concept of personal space and the majority of his verbal filter. He remembers everything he might have done while drunk once he sobers up, and it’s like a sack of bricks to his poor crime man pride. 

Sherlock is... he varies between the type of drunks. He doesn’t get drunk easily, and usually his drunkenness is significantly more subtle than Moriarty’s- though, he’s the drunk who will start fights at the drop of a hat (and will win them). When he’s not starting shit, a drunken Holmes will talk a lot about his more ‘out there’ theories and cases- what I’m saying, is that you will be forced to listen to the man slur his way through the D.B. Cooper case for the better part of two hours. I mean, if you’re into that shit (like yours truly) it’s entertaining as hell though, because it’s the only time Holmes will ever entertain the truly weird hypothesis (and also some conspiracy theories like lizard people)- “W-What if..... the fuckin’..... uh.... The New Orluns ... (hic) Axeman... could be tiny... an’ like... go under the doors??? To do the, uh, murdering.” 

The other drunken Holmes is much more rare, and much less fun- he’s a very sad drunk, and you find him just curled in the fetal position, surrounded by empty bottles, sobbing about how much he misses Watson. 

Getting drunk with the both of them, though? It’s fun as hell, but ridiculously chaotic- it’s no ‘full Reichenbach mode’ like Sherlock predicted he and Moriarty getting drunk together would be (most likely because of the presence of a third person/you/master), but damn if it doesn’t come close sometimes. 

#headcanons #fate grand order #james moriarty #sherlock holmes #archer of shinjuku #fgo #fate #THANK YOU FOR THIS #Anonymous

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                   hllo ! i’m nora ( she / her, 24, gmt ) crawling back to this rp once more like the dirty sewer slug i am !! i just can’t get enough, baybeyyy ! u may remember me frm such roles as alma putnam, rory bergstrom, bridget matusiak or greta o’driscoll 2 name jst a few.... sure there were more over these long years, bt the show must go on.... this is mimi, she’s dogmatic, tenacious n single-minded 2 the point of recklessness, she doesn’t like handouts n she’s funding her degree through her onlyfans account n moaning abt shit on tiktok. we love 2 see it !!  slam that like button n i’ll creep into ur DMs like the slippery worm i am   OR u can discord me at that bitch carole baskin#8664.   a humble pinterest.

『ALEXA DEMIE ❙ CIS-FEMALE 』 ⟿ looks like MIMI MARTÍNEZ is here for HER SOPHOMORE year as an ARCHITECTURE AND SOCIAL ANTHROPOLOGY student. SHE is 22 years old & known to be STRONG-WILLED, GOAL-ORIENTED, ARROGANT & EASILY BORED. They’re living in MORIS, so if you’re there, watch out for them. ⬳ nora. 24. gmt. she/her.

this is p embarassing but i actually originally wrote mimi for a discord rp based around love island asgjag dont laugh at me but it was so chaotic n someone deleted it w-out telling any of us so i lost her bio.... all her threads....e verythin.... it was mad. but anyway we startin from scratch w this intro so bare with

mimi is a really extra character so when trying to flesh her out i thot of the most extra thing i could do n made a colour coded mindmap with watercolour paints detailing her values, aesthetics and early life. shoot me

background: she grew up in a trailer home in boulder city, abt half an hour from vegas. her mom had worked in a vegas casino for most of her 20s but relocated to boulder city for a slower pace of life / lower crime rate when she started having kids. mimi has 2 older brothers n she’s the youngest. has that invulnerable younger sibling complex n basically thinks nothing can touch her. very confident in her own intelligence and her ability to get shit done 

has mexican ancestry on her mom’s side. doesn’t know her dad. was raised with spanish catholic principals n found it all very stained glass windows and extra n that’s why she was kinda drawn to the decadence of vegas and all these massively high key aesthetics, like dia de les muertos was her fave thing growin up just bcos the pure feel of the festival and painting a sugar skull on her face n being able to party on the streets in a flower crown where everyone was kinda anonymous but together in this celebration

in boulder city her mom worked as a carer as there’s a lot of retirees there. mimi really resented the slow pace of life, longed for some fucking energy n life. she was a cheerleader in school but outside of school there wsn’t much to do except practise stunts and go on bike rides.  occasionally they’d get dressed up and catch a bus to henderson, the next biggest city for them to get tht sweet night life

her teenage years consisted mostly of hanging around the renovated motel blocks used as housing projects n tanning by the pool. very florida project if you’ve seen that. she reminds me a lot of the mum in that. also she started working as an avon rep going door-to-door when she was 16 bcos she wanted to have her own income. like as young as 14 she’d decided she was smart enough to go to college but she didn’t have the money n her family didn’t really see it as a worthwhile thing, her mom was very like the mom from matilda “you chose books.... i chose looks!” which i think is where a lot of mimi’s more shallow / appearance-driven traits come from

wasn’t really ‘cool’ until high school. before that she was a bit of a lisa simpson type. won a spelling bee when she was 9. was in the mathletes squad in middle school. when she went from middle school to high school she started cheer and tried to reinvent herself basically. always been very concerned with social mobility and keen to socially climb, like when she enters a new situation she’ll find out who the alphas are and quickly try n befriend them

when she turned 18 she moved out and went to vegas despite her mom hating the idea bcos it was everything she’d tried to get her kids away from. she worked in the clubs there for several years as a shot girl, a table dancer, n eventually she started workin behind the bar in a strip club. in the club it ws really hard to resist becoming a dancer bcos of the sheer amount they made in tips. no one really pressured her into it she just eventually decided tht it was way more logical to do it while she was young n fit and had the stamina and ppl were willing to pay to see her body so she started taking pole fitness lessons. she also started working as a cam girl around this time

working in vegas strip clubs is basically whats paid for uni. like she didn’t go at 18 like most of her friends did bcos she didn’t have the money and she didn’t want to feel indebted to a college like she had to compete for her place and not put a toe out of line bcos she was on a scholarship. she was determined to pay her own way and it took 4 years of working really hard and saving n even tho she was working in vegas she basically never went out bcos every penny she had needed to go on uni n thts how we get to radcliffe baybeeyy

part 2  - interior / values / personality

values: the aesthetic !! literally loves the aesthetic so much. everything she owns is super embellished, she’s a pop socket gal, her dell laptop is covered in glitzy stickers, she always has acrylics n probs makes nail art videos on tiktok. really tuned into tiny details like painting a little hello kitty above her eye which translates into her degree when she’s doing small-scale mockups of town plans n stuff... she jst puts so much detail into them. ppl often get surprised when she tells them she does architecture but it makes so much sense bcos she grew up in a trailer park n was always thinking about ways the space could be more efficiently used, like she loves re-conceptualising neighbourhoods, definitely spent hours on sims as a kid. she also grew up near hoover dam n so loads of school trips they just took them there n she was like.... this is tight but it could be cooler.... where’s the passion....

massively into photography, has such a neat instagram feed like everything just compliments the tones in the next post like mMMM. idk if any of u know any architecture students but this is literally the one constant i can find…. like they all have super good instagrams feeds. is that bitch that will take 40 fake candids of u in a row at different angles to get u the perfect profile picture cos she understands the importance of marketing urself and having an online #brand

has wire rimmed glasses that she doesn’t need to see BUT they r like a magnifying glass for when she’s working with really small materials to do a mock up of an urban plan, and also just sometimes wears them for the aesthetic bc she’s such a pinterest bitch

assassination nation is such a big mood. literally the aesthetics of that and lily colson’s whole brand of feminism and nudity not being inherently sexual but at the same time wanting to profit off that bcos why the fuck shouldnt she use a corrupt system to her advantage is incredibly mimi

literally a human personification of a bratz doll both in attitude and fashion sense

somehow simultaneously gansey in the raven cycle AND elle woods in legally blonde? the two genders 

values cont bc i started rambling: her independence and freedom. being the best at any given task she sets her mind to accomplish because she is unable to accept failure. social mobility. sexual liberation. interested in the psychology of sub-cultures and how ppl form groups and interact w each other and cult identities which is why she minors in anthropology. pro-choice. pro-weed legalisation. pro-sex worker rights. very activist.

aesthetics tht remind me of her: von dutch. a strappy cami top that says ‘please do not do coke in the bathroom’. low-waisted jeans that show off her belly button piercing. acrylic nails tapping against a heavily embellished second-hand dell laptop. heart shaped sunglasses in every colour. translucent stripper heels with barbie doll heads and plastic spiders in the heel. spraying champagne you cant afford all over the walls. narcotics in a heart shaped locket. an amazon wishlist full of lingerie linked on your tinder profile. sex tapes recorded on VCR. a religious devotion to waxing clinics. necking shots like you were born to do it.

she’s an enfj type which makes her pretty charismatic and confidence, like she has a fierce kind of energy to her, but she’s also super unwilling to accept criticism, dogmatic and can only really see her own way of thinking, quite ruthless when it comes 2 other ppls emotions despite having a poor control of her own and being prone to turbulence / throwin a bitch fit in the craft lab. easily bored. competitive. self-assured to the point of arrogance. forceful. adaptable. usually more rational than emotional but occasionally loses the ability to make rational decisions when blinded by a need for perfectionism.

very goal-oriented. money motivates her. money and clothes. she wants to look bomb while earning big bucks. when she gets her mind set on a project it literally consumes her she will forget to eat and sleep? i don’t know her.  like when a final design project is due for architecture she’ll be up all night doing adderall and speed to keep her awake working on the placement of a single tree for ages cos its gotta be perfect

loves chaos. will spill your secrets and pretend it was an accident. will always be that gif of kim kardashian sipping her tea while drama unfolds around her. lives for the drama like that gifset of bratz when she comes running and gets her phone out to record a fight.

im makin her sound like a really bad person but hopefully she’ll be somewhat likeable she can be very charismatic and endearing and she’s naturally quite funny. also now she’s finally in college and doesn’t have to worry so much about money she actually allows herself to party n bcos she denied herself of it for so long she kinda makes up for it by going p wild like will be the girl climbing on to stage to crowd surf at gigs or doing a summersault off the bar and being escorted out by bouncers, thats the energy were looking at, pure dionysian hedonistic impulse

really gd at talking her way out of shit like parking fines. so good at being an ‘im baby’ girl and often dumbs herself down to figures of authority to appear less like a threatening ball-breaker and more like a confused fiat 500 girl who didn’t know red meant stop she thought it meant slow down

listens almost exclusively to female artists. has fergalicious on repeat when she does squats infront of the mirror n just the biggest fergie stan. also lana del rey’s whole vibe is massive mimi energy

ok ya thats all i have for now..... hopefully this is somewhat coherent and not just garbage.

#radintro #plot w me bitches #im fun n love quarantine sadness

[autumn-foxfire]

So like i think its important to acknowledge the context here for some of this. The context being that between chuuya being introduced and us getting chuuyas backstory its been A WHILE. Like for a good while i used to joke that they were really wasting chuuya cuz they had a fan favorite character who we had like no information and backstory on. Like i wanna say its been at least two years between chuuya introduction n backstory but honestly im terible with memory n even worse with time progression so all im gonna say for a very very long time the fandom didnt know shit about chuuyas backstory. The most we got in guild arc was the hint that kouyou was his mentor n of course that he n dazai formed the ace in mafias sleeve n for a long while that was pretty much it. Fans ran wild with that n everybody had their own headcanon n there were a lot of fics exploring his possible backstory. From him being a french (flashbacks to french chuuya era) immigrant/ child trafficked for his ability to him training to work in kouyous borthel (that was a popular headcanon for kouyou but i dont think it has any base in canon) until they discovered his ability and were like oooo this baby dangerous. My favorite was anything that included kouyou just picking up a half feral kid chuuya n being like ahhh im keeping this, mine now. Feral Chuuya gives me life n i still like to read about it. The point being when chuuyas backstory came out it was going to have to contend with A Lot of fan content some of which was really really good.

Anyway i dislike the whole oh there was a god shoved in him when he was a kid bit. I wont stick to this a lot cuz im honestly past the point 'ugh this is So stupid' n to the point 'i dislike it but i also dont really care' but ye, im not super big fan of throwing gods around so randomly cuz i feel bsd isnt really built with that in mind, n i considered that whole part a really boring explenation to corruption and eh, im not gonna pretend that the fanwork didnt influence me n that i might have liked it better if i didnt read so much speculative fanfiction cuz it really comes down to 'its not like in my headcanons so i hate it :/'n thats p much all there is to it n thats no fun to talk about.

I did like sheep parts tho loved dat.

No what im here to talk about is how KOUYOU GOT FUCKIN ROBBED. Like we barely get any chuuya kouyou interactions anyway despite her being shown as his mentor like how mori was to dazai n kouyou herself really only had time to shine with kyouka n like this was the perfect oportunity to explore her more. She was shown as chuuyas mentor from the start, she was included in every fanwork that included chuuyas backstory, if ur gonna do chuuyas backstory you need to have kouyou there she is his mentor after all

Nope nope what do we get instead

FUCKING RANDO SAN

LITERAL GUY NAMED RANDO

Like ok fine u needed a villain for the novel thats fine, make it the person who tried to grab chuuya out good good great BUT WHAT WAS ALL THAT SHIT ABOUT FUCKING RANDO SAN BEING THE ONE TO RECRUIT CHUUYA INTO MAFIA. WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT CHUUYAS FUCKING HAT BEING RANDOS, WHAT THE ABSOLUTE FUCK WAS THAT SCENE OF CHUUYA SITTING ON HIS GRAVE LIKE FUCKIN DAZAI WITH ODA

WHAT THE FUCK

I will not stop yelling

Like honestly it made me so upset. I dont mind fucking rando san as a villain or whatever but i do mind him kinda being pushed into the spot of chuuyas mentor (whos kouyou) or recuiter (whos dazai) n him being tied into his character so significantly like the tradition of a mentor giving their student something is obvs a big thing in mafia what with dazais coat n all n it just made me so upset that chuuyas hat was given to him by some fuckass named rando n not kouyou. Or that rando seemed to impact him so much to be considered some sort of great influence when he p much just busted him out n then dazai did all the work. Like it just made me so upset that this random one but villain named literally rando was shoved as an important figure in a story of a character whos backstory we've been clamoring for so long when kouyou was literally right there like 'hi im here ready to be relevant forever.'

Like we already got a nice view of her with kyouka what with her wanting to protect kyouka but being willing to let her go wgen she sees thats the best for kyouka n that she will be happy n protected with the agency. Like i doubt she would be as protective with chuuya since their age difference is a lot smaller (4-5 years i think) so shed probs view him more as a friend or a younger brother than a literal child she has to protect but like i wanna see that i want them to have a bond, why hint at her being his mentor n then do nothing with it when mori is of such significance for dazai.

Like i think all this comes down to is obe of primary problems i had with bsd n one of the reasons i ended up growing tired with it: bsd really likes introducing new characters n new groups while at the same time doing very little with ones it already introduced if they arent like atsushi akutagawa dazai n sometimes kunikida n chuuya. N like that just gets boring after a bit i dont care about new evil group no 65 i care about the characters i already know so BLS DO THINGS WITH THEM BLS

...I’ll be honest, I didn’t notice that Kouyou was supposed to be Chuuya’s mentor. Did I just miss that in the anime or something? I didn’t know they had a bond at all.

As for Chuuya’s backstory, I also... didn’t really mind it either. I know the god part was a bit random but I also thought it was kind of fitting that Chuuya’s ability, or a part of it?, was born from something out of this world. It really does fit the “corruption” theme too, in my opinion, in the sense that his body has been corrupted by a god and it would also explain why his body isn’t able to handle the body too.

I also thought that the point of Rando being the one who “gave” Chuuya his hat was symbolism of Chuuya finding a piece of his past because of him and that’s why he visited his grave (almost as a silent thanks in a way). Plus I think it was another one of Dazai’s manipulation to get Chuuya into the Port Mafia, he knew he would never accept a belonging given to him by Dazai (he even pulled a face when he heard that Dazai, as his recruiter should be the one to give it) but when he learned it was Rando, a person who while had attacked him but had also helped him learn a tiny bit more about the god inside him, made accepting the hat more easier for him.

At least, that was my take on it.

I am a little disappointed myself about the lack of attention some characters have recieved compared to others (cough Kenji cough) and I wished they were given a little more, but I also understand why new criminal groups are introduced as bsd wants to draw a stalemate between the Agency and the Port Mafia.

I guess this a matter of different opinions XD

#bsd #thanks for the ask!! #thegaygyrus